Why Do Tears Keep Falling
Uncle, can you believe it, everyday we go to sleep, cold and hungry?! No money, nothing! Baba was a Shaheed. Before he died, we always had wood. We also had his hugs and smiles to keep us warm. But now... Nothing. Baba is is gone; our warmth is gone. But, Uncle, what did we do wrong? What about the promise you made to...