Reblogged from Mary Smith’s Place:
Afghanistan, December 1989

As we prepared to leave Arif’s clinic he became unusually quiet until, as he was saying goodbye, I realised how upset he was by his young brother, Sharif’s departure. He was coming with us to Pakistan where Arif had arranged for him to attend school in Karachi. I promised to take care of him, and with tears in his eyes he finally released Sharif from a tight embrace. If Sharif felt similar emotion, he concealed it well, appearing self-possessed about the prospect of not seeing his family for several years.

We stopped for lunch at the edge of Naoor where I noticed Sharif patiently helping to tear up Zahir’s nan before requesting a spoon for him, without which it was impossible for him to eat. His right wrist, which had previously flopped about, had now been firmly splinted. We feared a bone was broken (in fact X rays in Karachi showed the bone had not broken, but had crumbled away, attacked by pus bacteria which had presumably started life in an old, infected wound.) Despite his sorry state, Zahir still retained his high good humour, dissolving into his terrifying asthmatic giggle at the slightest thing. He was also becoming less self-conscious about his appearance, no longer keeping his face hidden behind his turban tail.
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Thank you, Sue.
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I’m loving reading about this period of your life, Mary.
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I’m rather enjoying the wallow in nostalgia – sometimes wondering if I really did that!
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It is an amazing chapter to your story… I think a good wallow is in order 🙂
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I am coming close to heading back to Pakistan so I think there will only be a few more instalments – and maybe a few random extras.
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I hope they will be going out as a book when done?
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Maybe, if there’s time 🙂
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🙂
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The Afghanistan series of Mary’s is such a great trip into a past time & life I’d love to explore ~ and get the opportunity within Mary’s words 🙂
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I have been loving learning so much about the time, the place, the people…and my friend. She is one heck of a woman!
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Thank you – a lovely thing to say.
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Thank you – so glad you are enjoying the series.
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