“Bichkand, not every dream shall come true,” granny said in a low, soft tone, with all the kids looking at the moon, dreaming granny’s words – each finding herself in the story yet unbeknownst of their existence and the dream. Each echoing the same words, sharing glances and confused of what to drive of granny. *By Ali Jan Maqsood* https://www.thebalochnews.com/2025/02/27/the-falling-rain-ali-jan-maqsood/