بنام
Ali
Karachi · 2014
کھل چکا
Every lunch we sat under the bitter tree by the school gate, the one whose leaves our mothers boiled for fevers.
Ali, you were the first friend I ever had in that school.
اس خط کا باقی حصہ مُہر بند ہے۔
خط ڈھونڈا جا رہا ہے…