The Encouraging Thunder Award! August 13, 2015. So, I was nominated by my lovely twin, Alex. Yep, just did! .

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In The Bliss Of Broken Dreams. And after a lot of playing around at that park, I would lie down on the grass with Nana beside me. That feeling was quite a beautiful one too. To just find pleasure in staring at freedom, lost in the idea of it. Staring at those birds used to please me in that rare and beautiful way. And all of it just com.

Je swipe, donc je suis. Smoothie de kale, yoga radical et soupe néolibérale.

From the sun and the trees. And the night sky of stars. In rooms of cold walls. And heave sighs of dusty air. No one ever sees thee. Fearless, a word of such strength. A strength, flooded with tears.

The world is too much noisy. Sit aside in a corner; far from the quarrels and despair; listen to your heart beats; shout out loud; open your third eye; fly freely; spread the light; dive into yourself. The Unwanted Piles of Flesh. Unfortunately, when Parliamentarians and Human Rights Activists talk about minorities in Pakistan, they generally ignore Gender Minorities, which are, may be not physically, but morally and verbally victims of genocide. Or one step further, at your workplace? .