Night planner

And while I was going to sleep that night I felt peace in a way I had never felt before, we are back together. To Nahru and Jannah and India and Pakistan, to all the men who fight and kill, you will not be able to divide us, you will not be able to separate love. Sometimes I think why we stayed alive while many died for no reason, and they walk the same path or cross the same borders. All this suffering, all this death without purpose. I will never understand, no matter how long I live, how a country can change overnight because of a drawn line? But at least I won't have to ask afterward what will happen to Kazi or if he will live with another family. This feeling is new to me, like a shining jewel I can't stop staring at. At least this hole in my heart has been closed. I can cook with him again. I can talk to him. For some reason, he is the only person I want to talk to. With my love / Nisha.