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Why had I gone to Pakistan?

      After almost three months of starting of my Engineering course in kabul university, i got a weird kind of headache, at first i thought it would be a simple kind of headache that no need to worry about, but by passing of time it became really frequent like everyday and after that every hour. Vision of my eyes got decreased and I had shown my self to many doctors including head and eyes doctors, because of my eyes i got an eye glass from doctor he thought problem was from eyes and it might be possible that the headache is also related to this. well! i used to wear that eye glasses for a while until i went to pakistan.

      In the other hand i had discussed my headache with a lot of relevant specialists and used to had medicines for a long time which by the way non of them had worked, during those i got this weird habit; whenever my headache started i used to eat something like cake or juice etc which magically used to remove my headache, that was the reason why i had become so fat during that time.
By the passing of every single miserable moment of my bachelor life my headache increased, the intense of headache in the level that i used to press my head against the wall or my bed or something to. Those days really sucked even now when i remember them i feel so helpless and desperate for my self. I used to cry most of the times hidden from everyone alone.

      Finally a doctor which i don't remember his name whose clinic was in front of ministry of higher education told me that i should do a CT scan of my head and after everything will obvious, i did as he said, it was around nine PM when i brought the result of CT scan to him and he patiently asked me is anyone from my family is here, he wants to talk, i told him i am alone here my family lives back in Faryab north afghanistan, so he told me son you condition is  really serious, you brain has got water which needs to be removed as soon as possible otherwise fist you will loose your vision and then most probably will die, that time i understood that nothing was wrong with my eyes and they were fine, it was because of my head that i was loosing my vision, he showed me the pics and my brain part which had the water. He told me that i can do this operation but it needs to be ASAP. so i discussed it with my family and my mother told me that head surgery is not as easy as you think you can die or  loos your mind, i told them that we need to go to pakistan because i did not trust the afghani doctors with my head, my mother told me wait for some time and show it to some other doctors....

     Finally one day i was talking to my sister zakia suddenly i dont why i was missing her or for my intense headache i cried and she could not tolerate that and right at the moment when i was on the phone started to talk with mom with a very serious tone, she said:" my brother is suffering from a fatal disease and all you can do is just wait, if something is happens if he dies i swear to god i will not forgive you and i will not talk to you for the rest of my life, my poor brother had never been outside town, i dont know how is he dealing with all these" .

    Two days after that talk my parents had arrived and tomorrow of that day we left for pakistan for my surgery which had been successfully completed in a week and we came back to our home...! for like a month i was suffering from pain of my head but after a while the pain faded and i recovered but not completely.......   

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