A True Story:
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Razia Balki was a beautiful poetess in Northern Afghanistan some hundreds and hundreds of years ago.
She fell in love with a slave and her enraged brother cut her wrists.
She wrote her last poem lying in a pool of blood. Today, she is worshipped by teenagers as a saint.
They pray for success in their love affairs.
A True Story
Some real life love stories touch me. They are even better than fairy tales.
My sister use to study in France in a place called Nantes.
She would tell me of a lady who was 80 years old.
The lady was my sister’s pal. One day my sister happened to see her photo album. There was her pic when she was 18 years old, a beautiful romantic age.
And she was a beautiful young woman too.
My sister asked her why she did not marry. The lady must have surely had the most wealthiest and handsomest guys trying to win her heart and hand,
No.
When she was 18 she was in love with a soldier who was 21 years of age. He went to war and died ( World War I)
She loved him so much that she could not think of marrying anyone else ever again. And she didn’t.
She’s my ideal of what true love should be.
I would have loved to touch her feet in salute.
Ma’am ! what a lovely and strong woman you are.
