Kabul is GRRRRREEEEENNNN not the western kind
thank God! When I first came home, I found Kabul totally dusty and absolutely depressing. Kids were running around in the dirt and there was not a blade of grass in sight. This trip, it looks like people finally are sick and tired of waiting for the government to do everything for them and one can see a lot of green lawns, parks and trees. in spring of 2004 when I returned to NY, I was so sad looking at dust everywhere. I remember clearly that I had a dream. In the drem, I was playing ball with my dog Dimka (a chihuahua that I had to leave behind in Kabul when I had to flee the country). I bend down to get the ball and trow it for him to fetch and as I look up in slow motion, I see tall green grass EVERYWHERE. It was so overwhelming that I began to cry from happiness. I woke up all chocked up and teary eyes, sobbing uncontrollably. now, four years later, there are patches of green everywhere in central Kabul. and I thank God and the people that care for the lad.





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