Neighbors

I still have this rose. It lays safe in a dictionary. Unlike most flowers that end up in books, it was not a gift-byproduct of a relationship, though I had lost some flowers sent by an equally beautiful girl whom I collided with in bazaar on chaand raat in Lahore. This rose however was given to me by a Sikh. I went to the Wagha border where after the evening parade, a Sardarji from the opposite side handed me this flower. I don't know who he was but even after years, this flower keeps emitting aroma of peace and love. May curse befall on politicians and reasons which ruined peace, love and people. 

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