After spending one month long holiday in Estonia, Kabul greets us with warm and sunny weather. There has been lots of rain in recent time, so rivers are full of water – time after many years. Kabul has 24-hours electricity supply. Kabul River has even
flooded over his banks for the first. After cold winter life looks like in paradise – quiet (no generators’ noise), green and warm.
Our shared garden is full of workers, who build complicated arches on landlord’s house terrace. Our landlord, captain Attayee, sits like overbearing padishah, leading forces. Sometimes I think that the gentlemen who survived a severe flight accident forty years ago at Gatwick Airport, would have a better fortune for old age. He has lost his leg because of advanced diabetes, but his mind seems to be unbreakable.
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