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Friday Prayers
On Thursday, Karim spent a frustrating day at the architectural firm where he had a temporary position. He was finding it hard to get used to the easy-going work ethic of his own country. Compared with the intensity of the New York and Boston offices where he’d worked, this place was like a school camp.
That evening when he took his seat on the sofa at Nasim and Rashid’s, he had a feeling of déjà vu. Before he’d gone to the States, his friends had been rallying support to rid the country of the oppressive regime led by the royal family. Now they were determined to topple the regime that had taken its place. When he pointed this out, Nasim answered quickly.
‘Look, we’re angry. Why shouldn’t our country have a democratic government like hundreds of other countries in th
