Every time I used to bid adieu to my father I always soaked it all in; time and feelings, sights and sounds, love and lifelong bond. One never knows when it is the last time you meet a loved one.
Sometimes birds can fly away, and even return. You can take them back, protect and nurture them again, the best you can. But sometimes you may not have the time or ability to give them all they need. Or, if they show that is not enough, sometimes setting them free is the best way to show your love and kindness.
We had driven to a beautiful part of the country to #Bard College. A beloved friend of mine from our days in #Lahore, #Pakistan, the late and gone too soon Haider Salahuddin, had asked me to pick up his younger brother, Fahad Salahauddin, at the airport and after a bit of NYC sightseeing, to drive him to Bard.
Bard & Bard, In Memory Of A Friend. Exactly 25 Years Ago! Upstate New York photo (printed and scanned in 1990) was taken…
Posted by Imran Anwar on Thursday, July 16, 2015