Hamed to Saber · Originally published on 27 June 2026 If you are asking how I am, the sorrow of migration is slowly giving way to a little happiness. Perhaps things at home have improved just enough to give us room to notice the world outside. Abroad is wet. I do not mean that metaphorically. Since the women here are …

Today I turned thirty-five. I am thinking about the past. It is 2009, and we have only just begun to grow moustaches. We are gathering ourselves to finish what the students left unfinished in 1997. Our hopes are high. If it does not happen today, surely it will happen tomorrow. The days pass, and little by little everything falls apart. …