Monday, September 4, 2006

i'm here in pakistan. i came to attend my sister-in-law's wedding in islamabad. it was supposed to be a relaxing getaway. a chance for my wife to see her family again. she had married me 8 months ago, and moved to america about a week after our wedding. we came to pakistan on the first flight we could get right after her immigration interview. her sister's wedding events were set to take place a couple days after we arrived. she was very eagerly awaiting this trip for the last few months... the first day went fine. so did the second. on the third day everything changed. we recieved word in the morning that my aunt in karachi had passed away... i went to karachi and spent the couple days before the wedding with my family. my brother and my aunt's sister had taken the first flight they could get from miami. my sister was already in karachi for the past week buying things for her own wedding next year... about a month or so ago, my father's elder brother here in karachi, had suffered a stroke. my sister had already gone to visit him a couple days before and she said that things were not good. after my brother arrived we went together, the three of us...