"A jaar gubli a daar"

 "A jaar gubli a daar"

We had found our house.
Although it was fairly basic we knew it was the one for us!
3 rooms joined together, a separate kitchen off the yard, a small bathroom, and an extra room with an outside entrance.


"A jaar gubli a daar." "Choose your neighbours before your house."
That is exactly what we had done.

A neighbourhood with open gates - neighbours who left their gates open so people could come in and visit.  The gates all exiting onto a maydan - a large rectangular piece of ground, good for games of soccer.  No guards.  Women who knew each other and socialised together.  A neighbourhood that celebrated and grieved together, played and took care of one another.

The first night we stayed there a neighbour came around and took us over to visit all the families on the maydan.  Generous, welcoming and kind - neighbours that were easy to love.

We still miss them.






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