I have died many times, but your breath made me alive again, Should I die thus a hundred more times I happily shall die! A child that dies in mother’s bosom, that’s how I am, my friend… -Rumi Much poetry has been written about the beauty of dying in the…
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My Amijaan, my very Punjabi maternal grandmother (may God grant mercy upon her), taught me that in the immediate aftermath of any tragedy, grieve as is. Grieve the way it comes. Don’t question it. Let it out. Be dramatic. Ask the really simple questions that you can’t ask normally –…
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