“Namedaanam Ba Roy e Ki Bekhandam” – نميدانم بروی کی بخندم

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Artist: Ahmad Zahir. Rough Translation: “There’s no one to really shoot the shit with or to socialize with. No one is really worth it. Nor is there anyone who I would empathize with or sympathize with around here. There’s no one to become intimate with or to open up to. I’ve heard it all and I’ve seen it all. And now, God is my only friend and helper. Hedonism and thrill-seeking is no longer my thing. Nor is desire and lust. I live in a city where dreams and hopes are slowly dying and fading away. In terms of passion and mania, I did away with all of it a long time ago. And I cried so much, that I don’t even cry anymore. I ran out of tears. Pain and melancholy are now my signature and style. But don’t ask me for hope or for a solution to your crisis and dilemma. The pain and the melancholy should imply or should suggest to you that I know enough and have experienced enough to assure you and to tell you that there’s no hope or solution to your crisis and dilemma.”
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I have a Bachelor's Degree in History/Government and International Relations from George Mason University, and a Master's Degree in International Affairs with a Concentration in U.S. Foreign Policy from American University in Washington, DC. I was born in New York City, and have lived in Northern Virginia since childhood. I am an independent writer and an entrepreneur. I am also a book author.

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