A Letter to 2019
Dear 2019, Thank you for gracing my breath with your presence. A few hours ago, just before you came into being; life and death played the last over of 2018 on some unrepaired roads, in hospitals and in cities devastated by terror attacks or calamities. All this, to leave an aged couple helplessly waiting for their child to return home, a husband mourning for the demise of his better half, a five-month old baby crying for his mother and the list goes on. Yesterday, on the eve of your arrival, an orphan celebrated his birthday with gratitude and love for his God-gifted family in a shelter home. The words "Friends are family" couldn't be more true. A daughter who is being raised by a single mother hid her worries beneath a smile as she was focused on her responsibility of keeping her mother happy through thick and thin because that was the last wish of her late father who lost his life for his motherland at the Wagah border in the end of autumn. In Caesar's way of ...