crybaby is a work of poems by Sara Rahman. Each poem traverses themes of love, loss, grief, and confusion, and continually seeking or finding comfort through it all. Sara Rahman is an actor and writer from New York City. This is her first collection of poems.
Using this self-help book, let's comprehend how, in today's quick-paced world, The Human Species is vanishing due to the loss of our emotional sense awareness, and we are becoming more like robots. Let's think for a moment to calm the internal turmoil and become the best versions of ourselves. It makes sense that Eastern entertainment is more universally accepted and admired than Western entertainment. Emotional savvy is beneficial for both personal and professional success. According to Daniel Goleman, the foremost expert in EQ research, 67% of all skills linked to professional performance are related to EQ, according to the University of Consulting Alliance. Let's go deep within ourselves to find the secret to a richer, more wealthy, peaceful life that will align our heart, mind, and purpose.
Youssef, Vaqar's eldest son, died in the same house he was born in; the very house that became his after his father's murder. No one looked into his father's murder, and no one looked into Youssef's death either, which was perhaps for the best. The saga of Vaqar and his son had drawn to a close with the second murder. The saga was quite familiar to the family elders but they wouldn't recount it to their children; they wouldn't even talk about it with each other. It was a secret, a secret that had been hushed up to protect the family's good name. But discovery of the wedding invitation cards and those letters had confused everyone. No one could believe that Youssef had kept the invites for a wedding that had never taken place or the letters from a young girl now long forgotten. That young girl was Rana, who now, many years later, is struggling with dementia while she tries with all her might to hold on to the memory of Youssef, the love of her life. A love that was doomed since the beginning, yet it is the only thing that helps Rana keep going. The elders are gone now and Rana is the only one who can tell the story, and the only remaining keeper of that long lost world of love, loss, and family secrets.
Youssef, Vaqar's eldest son, died in the same house he was born in; the very house that became his after his father's murder. No one looked into his father's murder, and no one looked into Youssef's death either, which was perhaps for the best. The saga of Vaqar and his son had drawn to a close with the second murder. The saga was quite familiar to the family elders but they wouldn't recount it to their children; they wouldn't even talk about it with each other. It was a secret, a secret that had been hushed up to protect the family's good name. But discovery of the wedding invitation cards and those letters had confused everyone. No one could believe that Youssef had kept the invites for a wedding that had never taken place or the letters from a young girl now long forgotten. That young girl was Rana, who now, many years later, is struggling with dementia while she tries with all her might to hold on to the memory of Youssef, the love of her life. A love that was doomed since the beginning, yet it is the only thing that helps Rana keep going. The elders are gone now and Rana is the only one who can tell the story, and the only remaining keeper of that long lost world of love, loss, and family secrets.
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