Bismillah. I was standing by the barbecue pit, staring at the juicy tikkas (pieces of meat) and the glowing coals. As the fat from the skewers dripped on the coals, the flames roared and rose higher. At that moment, the fire looked angry and scary, crackling more brightly with each fat dripping. A strange visualization came... Continue Reading →
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