A hand-drawn postcard in the mail


You can call it coincidence, but I ran into a friend I made in Hyderabad in Vienna. We travelled together all over England after that. I’ll never forget that trip. When I got home after the holiday, a hand-drawn postcard was waiting for me in the mail. She had arranged for it to get here before I did. It’s the one surprise that has permanent residence in my precious memory box.

– Mubin



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