A week after I buried my mother, I sat down in my mother’s home in Pakistan, to write to my family and friends at home in the US. That was six year ago today.
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“How many siblings do you have?’ I am asked.
“We are three, my sister, my brother, and I,” I say.
What I don’t say is: I had another sister. She was six months old when she died; I was six.
Her Dying Wish
“Prepare my grave for me, next to where my husband is buried.” Those were Mummy’s last words as she made the call to the caretaker of the cemetery.
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