He did not forget me!!!

Pari gave to me some things that Abdullah was keeping for me all those years,  his postcards to me telling that he would no longer remember me because he was getting older and sicker but he was always thinking of me in the past. Another proof of that was the feathers that he gave to me, I can´t quite remember what these feathers mean but I surely know that he never forgot me, he always loved and remember me, that's all that matters to me and it makes me extremely happy.

No too much hope

Abdullah did not get better.He sees me an intruder in the house, he almost got crazy when he thought I was stealing his pills,but I invited Pari to come to our familly meeting, everybody will be there, except for Abdullah, he does not want to come, it's so heartbreaking to me that he does not remember me.

We met

Well, today I met Abdullah. It was so good to see my brother again, I talked to him to see if he could remember me, but he didn't seem to do it anymore. But while I'm here I'll try to see if can make he remember me by talking about our childhood, that even me don't remember quite enough, but I hope that he will remember even by just a little bit that he had sister that he loved.

Getting close

Well, after all this time I'm getting close to meet my brother Abdullah. His daughter, that have the same name as me, came to pick me up at the airport. I've talked to her how sweet he was to put the same name on his daughter so he could remember me, that is one thing that shows me that he never forgot me. I'm anxious to see how he is.

Something good

Something good happened today,hmm I can´t quite remember, what was it?... Oh!,now I remember, my daughter received a call from my long time no seen sister, she´s planning to come over here, well hope I can stay healthy until then!!, I´m so happy that I can´t even use words to describe it.I never though that this moment would arrive, the moment that I get to see the another part of me that was gone since I was just a child.I also hope that my disease don't bother me while she is here, it would be a shame if couldn't remember her or treat her right while she is here.

Pari´s helping me

Well, I´m not so good at all but at least i have my daughter to help me. Maybe I´ll get better, all those pills have to do something, huh?

Just want to be alone...

I don´t know what to do, what to think, I know nothing. The only thing that i know is that my mind is going crazy and i can´t help it. My love is gone, and I´m beginning to think that I´m really sick. All this happening at the same time, just makes me want explode. I really don´t know what to do now, I just want to be alone.

Not good at all

I haven't feeling so good lately, I often forget what I´m supposed to do and can´t quite think fast enough for some reason, I think Pari noticed it , I hope that is not something too serious, as I don't want worry Pari. While I'm feeling this way, my wife has complained about something too, she does feel really sick, we are going to the doctor to see if he can do anything about her.

If I...

I don´t know if I will get to see my sister Pari anymore, but if I do get to see her I´ll put all the feathers I collected over the years in a tin can so she sees that i didn´t forget her.

About Pari...

Often now I get myself thinking how would it be if Pari was not living away from me, perhaps she would have a harder life, maybe things were supposed to be that way. But, for me, what matters is that I still have the hope to believe that she still remembers me, as I still remember her. And by any case if one day forget her, I can still remember her any day just by calling my daughter, as I gave her the same name as my beloved sister,Pari. But, for now I just have to keep thinking about my new life here and taking care of my family.

Going just fine

Well, the restaurant has been running good so far.The customers seem to like our traditional food and the environment  we have here.I never really thought that our tradition would be so easily accepted here.

Grand opening

I finally opened the restaurant, I'm really excited to see how everything will work out. Hope to be a nice start for me and my family here.I do miss Afghanistan but by opening a afghan restaurant here I feel like carrying part of my country with me.

Feeling good

Since I arrived in the U.S I´ve been feeling really good.I think an afghan restaurant in there is going to be awesome, I really expect that to be a big jump in my life and hopefully will help me raise my little girl, Pari, in a positive environment and in a healthy way.

I can´t stay anymore

After pari left I feel like there is nothing more for me here, it´s like a part of me was taken away.I don´t know if i would be able to stay here for much more, I just want to pack my stuff and go away, cannot hold this feeling of loneliness in this place anymore,That´s for sure.

Pari

How Papa did  to me?, I cannot believe that Pari is not here anymore,they don´t even say to  me why they´ve done this, no one in the village cares about it.Now I´m here, alone.

Nabi's stay house

Oh my god!, The house that uncle Nabi is staying is so big, I imagine how cool it would be to live in such a big house like that everyday.We never seen a house like that before, in Shadbagh our houses are way smaller.

Kabul

Well, we are finally at Kabul, Uncle Nabi took us to a ride in the city where he showed us a part of it. I've never seen such a big and busy city like this before, I've only heard stories from uncle Nabi about it, but  is not the same.. All those lights, restaurants and stores, everything is new to me. Pari was so excited to see the city, I know that Pari is very joyful usually but the city really brought even more joy to her. Pari was  impressed  to see the city, we really had a good time walking down the sidewalks.

Pari's feather

While we walked through the desert, we've found a feather. If there's something that Pari likes it's feathers, I like to pick up as many feathers as I can and give to her, it makes her so happy, it's so nice to see her that way.

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Almost at Kabul

           After long days of walking through the desert, we're finally arriving at Kabul. My sister is so tired from the trip and my Papa hadn't talk to me so much during the trip, he didn't even tell me a story, but I think it's because he's concentrated in making to Kabul.I'm really anxious to see if the city is really like uncle Nabi said.