there are pink heart shaped clouds in gujjar khan

26Aug07

the next time you want to feel alive, i strongly recommend you try letting your horse gallop at full speed along the ghoragali track near murree while your arms hang loose by your sides. its rash, dangerous, the most ridiculous way to get a thrill possible and yet – beautiful. or you could sit on […]

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of gujranwala and other stories

24Aug07

it is indeed ironic that after all this time without being able to blog, when i do come online i choose to write about gujranwala. what is more ironic is that neither the chiras nor the batairs could do to me what their mountain dew did two days later. mild food poisoning. at least i […]

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