Eid


Eid Mubarak, papa.

Eid Mubarak, Bysa Papa.

Eid Mubarak, Khala.

Thats all I feel like writing right now. Its a lousy day anyway. I am away from family and the whole point of Eid is food which I dont have as anything that is not made by my mom doesnt come up to the level of calling it food.

Thats that.

I miss so many things today.

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2 thoughts on “Eid

  1. “Should we have stayed at home and thought of here?” (Elizabeth Bishop)

    Read this poem, it’s called Questions of Travel

    And again, Eid Mubarak 🙂

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