How 2 university friends helped Sindh's farmers with their feelings
Some of our happiest memories are from our university days in London, from the times the two of us spent together. Our endless laughter and ability to see the absurdity in everything was inevitably annoying for many an onlooker. We would unreservedly laugh hysterically while walking down the street, struggle to keep straight faces over dinner at a restaurant and collapse into teary-eyed heaps on return to our student hall of residence. Day after day, this represented our student life together. It was incessant. It was abdominally painful. It was, quite simply, glorious. When we both graduated,...