When sorrows come ….

Thought of Shakespeare while being depressed with events in Pakistan.

“When sorrows come, they come not single spies, but in battalions!”

3 Responses to “When sorrows come ….”

  1. the olive ream Says:

    How apt and beautiful. Flawless translation by the way, in my humble opinion.

  2. Raza Rumi Says:

    Omer: You are generous - but how sad that we see the destruction (once again) of a great city!

  3. the olive ream Says:

    I know what you mean. Karachi is where I was born, where I spent my formative years and although, I have been away from it for so long, a part of me still resides there and always will.

    To see my city, (yes, I stake claim to it too) face such destruction and chaos was so very painful to watch. My heart bleeds for it…

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