No, this is not a metaphorical title, "farah" in Arabic does mean joy. But Farah also happens to be one of my dearest friends and yes, the joy meant for 10 people in one person only.
How to describe Farah? She is like my grandmother and mother because she always wants to feed me. She is also like my brother because she defends and protects me even if I am wrong. She is like a child who at night has endless stories to tell and to trick her to finish I have to pretend than I am asleep. She is an incredibly smart woman, an engineer currently doing her PhD on solar collectors. For many, she is above all an amazing dancer because if any from the group had oriental dance in the blood it was her. And yes, beautiful!
She is the friend I am visiting in Freiburg and I am writing all this as she is getting the chai latte ready in the kitchen. We'll chat, have tea, eat chips with sea water salt and pepper, maybe watch a movie and definitely laugh making fun of each other.
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