can delude yourself into thinking otherwise, but realistically, you always know whose name is coursing through your veins. That name is inseverable from our being. We try burying it under layers of other relationships, claiming that we now love so and so. Now so and so. But the one who we’re burying is the one who inevitably becomes closer to our heart until finally, he reaches a position in the echelons of our hearts and minds from where, if we ever need to extricate them, we’re incapable of ever living normally again. Translation of one of the best s novels by Umera Ahmed "Amarbail"❣