Tag Archives: Pakistan

Since 1906 and still counting

She was born in 1906 when there was no Pakistan but one whole Mother India, Des, as they call it, which they still think is their home and I believe they have every reason to do so. She delivered my second last … Continue reading

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Where do I begin?

It’s a free mind now. No more stress, no more books, no more courses to cover and the amount of shits given equals to zero. Hello, summer’13! Rather than sulking over the fact that time flies (I figured I’ve been … Continue reading

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