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My mother used to sing a song to me whenever I was sick or sad … “Everybody loves little Andrewboy, mummy, daddy, Palini and Siriawathi, too.” followed by a lilting list of all the other people in our household plus whoever was visiting or had been spoken about recently.   I’m sure her song left its mark on me and helped me see the world in a particular light.

The Star Child’s mother left her own mark. A knife thrown at her son, missed him, and sliced her daughter’s eyelid open, nearly blinding her.

We all carry our mother’s trauma, but some of us have more to uplift.

photo credit: Raghu Rai, The PRICE of FREEDOM

found at ‘Talkative Pictures’ [photography by Mohammad Moniruzzaman]

The price of freedom: Raghu Rai’s invaluable perspective of 1971

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