It is true that we live but to die, but life itself becomes death when there is no certainty of tomorrow. That was what life became that morning. That morning I heard the thundering voice of what they call bomb for the first time. Father, like a frightened dog, barked at us. ‘Get under the … Continue reading A New Beginning

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