Anytime i hear the wail of a whale i think of Laboon.

An original storyline with a big enough word count and writing that sucks you in, except that there are a few select scenarios which always described in the same exact way, word to word that pulls you away from the text.

Life is so much more enjoyable when you think about stuff, and think about the joy hidden in plain sight. Overthinking is so underrated, i'd rather sit in a dark corner and think about how enjoyable life is at that very moment rather sitting under the glow of chandeliers with people all around me that drowns out the voices in my head.

I'm pleased to announce that the moral collapse of society is not just a Pakistan phenomenon but a worldwide thing. Ever person whatever their caste, creed, race, nationality and religion, is as depraved as the other.

Foggy winter morning are my favourite, except when i'm travelling. But something about them just makes me want to have chai and sip the day away.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but the white man will always be a tyrant.

Anything and everything i read about a small boring town in rural America, where the populace is so low that everyone knows everyone, has a diner or a fast food joint that is surprisingly cheap, and without an exception every last one of such places has a waiter and cook who're saints that are always kind and friendly and upbeat