A man died in Darchula last night. Of starvation. He had two children, parents and a pregnant wife to feed. No money to take her down to the hospital in the plains and no food for his family. The rest of the village is beginning to starve too. So no one responded to his begging.
A man starved to death last night. He must have tossed and turned and gasped for breath and finally abandoned it, while I lay in bed wondering why it was so wrong to try to define love and fail in living-up to it. I lay in bed wondering how I could possibly love you and still want another. Why should these thoughts kill me when life is actually about anatomy and nothing about heart's desire?
What have I become?
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Thursday, April 15, 2010
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Mamu touched my hair the other day and said: This is not the hair of the girl I birthed. What did you do to your hair? I touched my hair, im... -
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