The water is running low in the well so we will have to leave for Hamir’s today. This morning I watched as Phulan and Shabanu getting water from the well, it pained me to see how day dreamy and helpless Phulan has become. Phulan couldn’t even pull on a cord but Shabanu was able to pull and Shabanu is a year younger than Phulan. I hope that Hamir will still love her even though she has become so lovestruck and almost helpless. I know that Shabanu will make a good wife for Murad for she is hard working and will always try to help with the work. I have also noticed that auntie has been quite tired and has been growing larger by the week, and I believe that she is going to have yet another child. I hope for her case that it is a boy, although I do wish she wouldn’t always brag about her sons and husband. I have so much on my mind and how I wish for a calm day back at our hut and to go and bathe in our toba. I also miss Guluband, I might have sold him to the man from Wardak but it pained me to do so and I grief for him every night out of sorrow even though he has probably already died on a battlefield as the rangers said “And the Russians fly over in helecopters shooting every pack animal.”

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