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I wake up, pray, eat, go to school,eat again, and sleep. wake up again, pray, eat, eat some more, and sleep.

sometimes, i try hard to sleep in sleepless night.
i do this every day, in the hope

of what?


my mother does the same thing except, she doesn't go to school, pray more than required. eat in silence.

she prays more, i mean, like every day, but in the hope of returning back Home? her real home whom she left behind 40 years ago. she buried all her memories behind the Himalayas, and
sometimes, she curse the wind that blows from the mountain.


she never call this place home.