Forgive me for this slightly maudlin post. I happened on to a photo this morning in one of the prestigious NYC subway papers that stopped me dead in my tracks and brought on an instant flood of melancholy. It’s a photo of a young Pakistani girl sitting in the shell of what was once a bus waiting for the wretched machine to take her home from the refugee camp at which she had been living. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such an old, weathered and down-trodden gaze come from such young eyes. It makes all of our troubles and complaints seem so trivial(how profound!). Enough of me trying to describe the photo, which, after all…
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