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names  added  to theshaheed list. Nor mine, to be honest.  I'll be joining
                        them there very soon, inshallah.

                            "Anyway,  I  was  supposed  to  be back in Kabul the  Wednesday before

                        last.  But,  as  luck  would  have  it,  I  came  down  with  an  illness.  I  won't

                        bother you with it, hamshira, suffice it to say that when I went to do my

                        private  business,  the  simpler  of  the  two,  it  felt  like  passing  chunks  of
                        broken  glass.  I  wouldn't  wish  it  on  Hekmatyar  himself.  My  wife, Nadia

                        jan,  Allah  bless  her,  she  begged  me  to  see  a  doctor. But I thought I'd

                        beat it with  aspirin and a lot of water. Nadia jan insisted and I said no,
                        back  and  forth  we  went.  You  know  the  saying^  stubborn  ass  needs  a

                        stubborn driver. This time, I'm afraid, the ass won. That would be me."

                          He drank the  rest of this water and extended the  glass to Mariam. "If
                        it's not too much zahmat."

                          Mariam took the glass and went to fill it.

                          "Needless  to say, I should have listened to her. She's always been the

                        more sensible one, God give her a long life. By the time I made it to the
                        hospital, I was burning with  a fever and shaking like a beid tree in the

                        wind.  I  could  barely  stand.  The  doctor  said I had blood poisoning. She

                        said two or three more days and I would have made my wife a widow.

                            "They  put  me  in  a  special  unit,  reserved  for  really  sick  people,  I
                        suppose. Oh, iashakor." He took the glass from Mariam and from his coat

                        pocket produced a large white pill. "The size of these things."




                            Laila  watched  him  swallow  his  pill  She was aware that her breathing
                        had quickened Her legs felt heavy, as though weights had been tethered

                        to  them.  She  told  herself  that  he  wasn't  done,  that  he  hadn't  told  her

                        anything  as  yet.  But  he  would  go  on  in  a  second,  and  she  resisted an
                        urge to get up and leave, leave before he told her things she didn't want

                        to hear.
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