Category Archives: Letter

  1. Ayesha-Rehan: 10-01-1997


    03/09/2015 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Rehan, Divya is down with a fever since the past week. I have been literally living there since she fell ill. …
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  2. Rehan-Ayesha: 06.12.1996


    06/01/2014 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Ayesha, It was a mine. We were encamped just outside the perimeter that was full of them. We knew of …
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  3. Ayesha-Rehan: 19.11.1996

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    27/12/2012 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Rehan, I got the news just yesterday. All I could ask God was “What’s going to happen to his daughter?” …
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  4. Rehan-Ayesha: 30.10.1996

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    03/04/2011 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Princess, Forget about the birthday for a minute. Did you seriously talk to the lady about my plans for Jr? …
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  5. Ayesha-Rehan: 15.09.1996

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    05/01/2011 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Dear Rehan, Happy Birthday!!! I know ‘your’ people wouldn’t have bothered celebrating your birthday so I’m almost sure I’m the …
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