There are times in life when you grope for a purpose. A captain of a ship usually feels unemployed when tides are low, movement is smooth and his ship floats without any trouble. So, then he roams on a deck, almost agitated and passes orders to his subfellows having little utility. Its not that i want a high tide, but something which will make me busy. I want to feel deployed and not employed. While driving back from Rawalpindi on GT Road my brain got pregnant with ideas several times but now i feel its the miscarriage that again has happened.
These days winter is on and though its not chilling in Lahore by Alaska standards its enough to numb my soul. Quite frankly i feel very comfortable when amongst people, as it allows me to speak or rather a new blunt term of "dog mouth" that best describes my habbit. I know that this time of uncertainity will pass soon and then i may miss these moments but in any case on a larger statistical board this part of life will easily be tallied in "Days of ignorance".
Who so rightly said:
"When you have nothing to do its the perfect moment to fall in love...."
(Ali)
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