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Salma , Tariq , Nabeel , Adil ... Last week was unbelievable . I was left speechless and it was all my fault if I may say so myself . I had put all my eggs in the same backet . Howa yeh kay I went to the recording of the Brand Show and left my car at the channel office so that I can easily commute . The shoot ended late n stretched till 11:30 . When I got back , I discovered that my car had been burgled and someone had stolen my bag along with car papers . The bag was my life . It contained the Journals . Diaries and post-its from my past . Some 10 years of work .Little shreds of papers scribbled in moments of solitude and love . Everything lost and some drunk somewhere is smoking grass on those papers . This is Sad . I am left with nothing . But this has prompted me to be more resourceful now . SO the first thing I did was that I got something else to replace the shreds of paper I had so dearly depended on .Now I wont have a dozen or so post-its around me every minute and ill arrange things a little differently . The police have been less accommodating . They took all the time in the world to register a report and I almost lost it on the ASI . If it weren’t for Khurrum who had accompanied me to the police station, I would’ve done something really stupid .Nothing new there for those who know me . =)
Old Springs lets burn HIS diary ! disclaimer Zikr e Rasool the morbid industry both sides of the story Diaryland Concept by Silent Spring email: the silent flows or leave me a note All graphics,design and content by Me © 2005.
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