-Analysis- CAIRO — For about five years, my mother has kept pushing me in a commanding tone: “Won’t you go and see your father?” She meant my father’s grave, as we are increasingly worried that Egyptian authorities could raze it as part of its plans to build a network of highways through Cairo’s centuries-old cemeteries. For the first time, I can feel the control that the state has over my personal history. There is an intersection between what the government wants, summed up in the word “development,” and the making of its own history, which is largely the history of removal. Perhaps this wil…