As chaperon and cameraman; I can hardly match up
with Nishreen’s vigour but since I can do this for her only once in every 2
years…I followed her around without complain. I feel indebted to her in a way
that makes me feel real guilty; it is a small way to make up for my absence. In
few weeks time; I will leave again but this weekend bonding with my angel of joy
will sustain my loneliness in a far-far-away-land with the full knowledge that
every time I come home…she would have grown up 2 years in a blink. She will be
11 years old next time I come home; hugging her would be awkward.
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