Sometimes I get asked why do I love Karachi so much!! And I am at a loss of words with them!! How often can you tell people that the only reason sometimes someone needs to go to a city in a third world country is family n ties that bind you!! how often can you tell them that your mother resides in her grave there.. and how can you tell that you miss the misty smell of the mud on that grave.. that you know the one place which has the ability to absorb tears is that mud!!! that the only location that holds all those memories is there!! wish people understand!! as time nears by, I feel so excited.. Karachi i love you, and Karachi! I miss you! I miss those evenings, I miss those tea times that I had with my lives right in your centre!!!
Life is a mix of sweet and sour stuff, and ofcourse, if I have sugar and spice, somewhere, there has to be something bitter too..;)