We talked about how not to lose oneself while giving and receiving love and how to keep our sense of self intact while opening ourselves up to the possibility of love. I marvelled at the sheer longevity of this battle, how it united us across age and geography. — In the spring of 2015, almost two decades after my rushed wedding to Nasir, I watched my sister marry her husband in a beautiful ceremony at the Aga Khan Museum in Toronto. Needless to say, it was a much more joyful affair than my own. My sister walked down the aisle to a Hindi song my relatives had sung at my parents’ wedding. The
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