Abierta
Every Sunday you rubbed oil into my hair from the tall tree that grows by the sea, and your dupatta kept the smell of it all week.
Ammi, I took one of your dupattas with me when I left for Glasgow.
Buscando en el cajón…
Buscando en el cajón…
Una carta sellada espera a Saima.
Every Sunday you rubbed oil into my hair from the tall tree that grows by the sea, and your dupatta kept the smell of it all week.
Ammi, I took one of your dupattas with me when I left for Glasgow.
El resto de esta carta está sellado.