thinking...

one could not count the moons that simmer on her roofs.
or the thousand splendid suns that hide behind her walls...

* izzit bcos... no matter how bright the sun is,
or how bleak the moon is, how far we hv travelled to see these things...
it will never b the same as the one from home?

i will learn from mariam, tahamul is not the only way in life
i will learn from laila, to say Nay when i don't want to
even if there are consequences