It is today.

Not the best day of my life ,not so soon. Finished my three days of hesitating yet fascinating journey with Abdullah and his sister Pari – as beautiful and sweet-natured as the fairy for which she was named. The glaring heat of the desert of Afghanistan had its taunting toil on me.Crossing generations and continents,moving from kabul,to Paris,to San Francisco,to the Greek island of Tinos,i had it all. It is today that I’ve finished my journey of ,seemingly,tear jerking moments with ‘And the Mountains Echoed‘ by Khaled Hosseinei. Still not the best day of my life- the end is always hurtful.

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