I clicked these pictures when I was in Afghanistan before the forced occupation of the Taliban.

My dad knows how much I love melons so he would get them everyday on his way back home from work. We would then sit in our beautiful garden and enjoy the melons.

I can’t even express how much I miss the melons and our beautiful garden but most importantly I miss the good days with my family in Afghanistan and especially the days with my father who is my first love and my hero. He is the most generous and giving person I have know.

I wish the nightmare my country is going through gets over soon.