We were at the Commander’s headquarters in Khoja Bahauddin, close to the Taliban front lines but even closer to the Oxus River. The Oxus is beautiful there: so quiet, solemn, calm. We used to sit on the bank and watch it flow. The storyteller is… Read More
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Poetry and premonition (part three)
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