2nd Lieutenant in England in 1951
I have been thinking about the conversations I would have had with you over the past ten years since you left us. Sometimes I have wondered: what would Daddy have said? Sometimes: Did you see his latest Tweet? And these days, it is: It’s a good thing you are not around.
Read moreIt was 5:30 a.m. I was trying to catch some sleep after Fajr morning prayer, when it went quiet. So quiet I could hear it.
Read moreAnd why should weddings be left behind. This spring, we had not one, but two family Nikahs on Zoom. If that is a new term for you, Nikah is Urdu for ‘Muslim Marriage’—the religious ceremony, that is.
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He was gone! Shelter-in-Place had been in effect for two days when I ventured out to get some vegetables from the street vendor . . . . He was not there; not him, not his cart. Maybe he is sick.
Read moreThe phone rang. “Brad, could you wait for me at the door. I am in a cab.” Brad is not her husband. Brad is the doorman in her building.
“It’s my job to protect the residents,”
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