Now that blogs seem to be becoming a thing of the past and the internet community with its combined attention span of 3 seconds starts to focus on tweeting, i now feel much more comfortable blogging. In life i think it is always much more fun to root for the underdog and now that a blog is just uncool enough to be cool here is my second one, 8 months late but… it is no fun to come to a party on time anyway.
Was traveling for a while trying to get inspired but mostly i just got broke. I experienced first hand the might of the all powerful Dollar as it bashed my wallet to a pulp and left me with nothing but a return ticket. For such an expensive currency it really has some cheap tricks. Got back to good old Karachi and i was blown away by the heaviest winds and rain since 1977. I was born in 1977 and as i sat in the void of electric that always follows such a downpour i wondered if i should take the storm as a sign, a signal, a divine kick-in-the-butt that is is now time to start a new life.
Why not.
Today: new blog
Tomorrow: New life
