The Golden Boy, by Daniyal Mueenuddin
News Source : The New Yorker
News Summary
- Bayazid never knew how he came to be a little boy alone in the streets of Rawalpindi.
- Karim Khan, the owner of the tea-and-curry stall where his known history began, could tell him only that he had been sitting in front of the stall on a fine winter day.
- The boy had a remarkable power of concentration, immobile all day and seeming quite unperturbed, but for the fierceness with which he held the shoes.
Most remarkably, Yazid had a long view of bettering himself, told to no one, an ambling bear moving to his own North. He taught himself to read, buying governmentschool grammars with his own money, [+7635 chars]
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