Good visuals excite me.
The beauty of nature mesmerizes me.
Memories of Pakistan nostalgia-te me.
Position of women worries me.
Chauvinists exasperate me.
Preachers of false dogmas enrage me.
Terrorism sickens me.
Extremists frustrate me.
Moral policing infuriates me.
The lost community baffles me.
Racism saddens me.
Political bastards need to get a life!

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Thursday, July 24, 2008

Pear Blossoms and Purple Finch



















It's amazing how sometimes memories can come rushing back, and you want to just let yourself be carried away in it's waters. Childhood is dear.

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