Save your brain for a rainy day, wrap it up, put it away! Reaching out to the pplzzz. Khawateen o hazraaat, aap ke bai-takkaluf aur pur zor israar pay, paish e khidmat, minjanib e bande e naacheez; aik chota mota post! I have terrible acidity from having one too many qeema parathas, and i suddenly feel terribly depressed for the state of our nation and our people and this world.

And Yet Another Day Becomes Yesterday! True Story For An Ungrateful Person! Only SOMETHING about me! July 8, 2014. I wonder if any of my readers even remember me hmmmm.

There are people you dont know, poeple you think you know, and people you know very well. And often at times, its one person at different days of the week. And often at times, its you. The fading role our hearts play. There was no wind that blew the leaves and her hair, no warm crips smell of comfort.

As I embark on another journey, more on that there. If you are an ostritch this is not for you. Charity because clearly that has not succe.