October, 24. 2017
➤Part eighth
I had an uncle boy that his name was Mohammad Hosain, when he
came to my home, we had mulish together, if I touched on something, he too, if
he touched, me too, this memorize is like one shot of a film. for example I
remembered he come to my home, he touched her hand on the door, I
tried that back her hand from door and have to touch my hand on the door,
as well, my home has a traditional bed that said "Manjak" it has four
legs, every time we had mulish together and every time we had fought together
about touch on the somethings. It is funny to me now and is very sweet
now. By the way, my boy uncle died. The way of life is such.
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