As the Taj Mahal hotel burns, Mumbai weeps, a Singaporean husband is devastated. Satellite phone traces point to Karachi. I struggle to comprehend how young men, not yet 20, can be persuaded to destroy lives, and give up their own lives. Did Ali Jinnah foresee this, when he called for Direct Action, when he fought for "Two Nations". Separate them, keep them apart, if they can't get along. Half a century later, it doesn't seem to have worked.
if the sky falls on my head while i am chasing butterflies, so be it
every moment, every turning point, every romantic encounter in life, has been marked with a distinct song. our frailties, dreamy encounters and setbacks are always reflected with a soundtrack- a tune which brings us back, a button that allows us to freeze time and playback all those precious moments, good or bad.
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