In memory of  ’the beloved witness’ Aga Shahid Ali By an electric pole, on the pavement there is a stone. Enters an old man carrying a red box, full of letters . walks past the stone, looks at the pole. Man : Waqh wout hoor,  zann  siri chu loosnus tayaar, az zan chus be’ setha thokmuth, goode’ asse na … youttha  kaal wautum pakaan, pakaan pakaaan  … te winni te, chum khaber kooth pakun…pakun chu mainess azallainess leekith’, … Read entire article »