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Lahore, Pakistan
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Freelance Writer
About
I want to go back to days when getting high meant high on a swing
When drinking meant mango juice
When protection meant wearing a helmet
When mum was home and dad's shoulders the highest place on Earth
Your worst enemies were your siblings,
When the only drug you knew was cough syrup
The only thing that would hurt you were your skinned knees
The only things broken were your toys,
When Good-byes only meant, till tomorrow
Sandcastle
Go ahead and build, but build with a child’s heart. When the sun sets and the tides take – applaud. Salute the process of life and go home.
After awhile you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn