Once upon a time I was on an the university road in Kabul. I was carrying grocery from bazaar near the university. It was late in the evening, I noticed on the corner opposite the university a billboard advertizing Pashtu language classes. I loved to speak and write Pashtu, I loved to learn about Pashtun culture, I loved just to enjoy the feeling of being part of another culture.
I still remember that billboard. I Remember those walks along the university road. I used to walk a lot and I loved to walk back then... Now Its different, life has changed...
And yes, I joined this forum because of that memory. Pashtu is my favorite Afghan language that I don't speak.
I'm aktion. Greetings.
I still remember that billboard. I Remember those walks along the university road. I used to walk a lot and I loved to walk back then... Now Its different, life has changed...
And yes, I joined this forum because of that memory. Pashtu is my favorite Afghan language that I don't speak.
I'm aktion. Greetings.





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