Page 97 - And the Mountains Echoed (novel)

But, at the risk of appearing greedy, I will take the liberty of asking you for

two things, one for me, one for another. First is that you have me buried in the
Ashuqan-Arefan cemetery, here in Kabul. I am sure you know it. Walk to the
north end from the main entrance and if you look for a short while you will find
Suleiman Wahdati’s grave. Find me a plot nearby and bury me there. This is all I
ask for myself.
The second is that you try to find my niece Pari after I am gone. If she is still
alive, it may not prove too difficult—this Internet is a wondrous tool. As you can
see enclosed in the envelope along with this letter is my will, in which I leave
the house, the money, and my few belongings to her. I ask that you give her both
this letter and the will. And please tell her, tell her that I cannot know the myriad
consequences of what I set into motion. Tell her I took solace only in hope.
Hope that perhaps, wherever she is now, she has found as much peace, grace,
love, and happiness as this world allows.

I thank you, Mr. Markos. May God protect you.
Your friend always,
Nabi