Difficult but worth it-- that's how my mother had once describe life with Omi.

Bijli fails in the dead of night / Won’t help to call “I need a light” / You’re in Karachi now / Oh, oh you’re in Karachi now. / Night is falling and you just cant see / Is this illusion or KESC / You’re in Karachi now

Love is like an eternal flame, once it is lit, it will continue to burn for all time.

So many things you promise yourself you won't get used to, and then you do.

Pride! In English it is a Deadly Sin. But in Urdu it is fakhr and nazish - both names that you can find more than once on our family tree.

Decisions. Where, what, why. Can't handle them. So I'm prolonging the indecision with higher education.

Difficult but worth it-- that's how my mother had once describe life with Omi.