“Twinkle
twinkle little star
How
I wonder what you are
Up
above the world so high
Like
e diamond in the sky”
Shahida is singing my son’s favorite lullaby. Her eyes
are vacant like a dead soul but facing towards the sky. She is looking for a
star and God knows there’s no star on the sky tonight only the dense dark
cloud. The whole balcony has been covered by the shadow of the cloud. Shahida
my wife is sitting on the floor leaning against the wall, humming the same tune
over and over....
