How easy it is to create ghosts, he thinks as he begins to die a minute later, feeling his mind closing chamber by chamber, the memory of Naheed contained in each one. And despite it all it means much to have been loved. Just before the world vanishes, a hope surfaces in him that this wasn’t necessarily everything, that he will return somehow.His arm rises, remembering when it used to be a wing.
― Nadeem Aslam,
The Blind Man’s Garden
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