Last week I visited the house which was rented for my sis & mom during their stay here in Pakistan. Reaching there took me back into time & all the wonderful moments that I shared with them. When I was coming back on the bike, I was remembering my nieces, the way they used to fight to sit with me, the way they used to smile at me or hug me & their first ride with me on the bike. The eldest one said that I love the ride as it gives you a massage when air touches you. That was their first experience on the bike.
There is an issue going in the family & one of my sister, she is not even interested in resolving it. We all brothers & sisters are together but one. Why she is away, I think one & only reason, her selfish husband. Cutting her from us will not bring anything good for any of them but yes, they have their own life so I have no right to interfere but I really wish I could have her back too so I can have all of my family back once again.
The weather keeps changing here. A day it’s raining & the next day sunshine with extreme hot weather. I wonder why there is no effect of the rain fall. On Monday after a very long time, I was on the bike getting all wet in the rain while on the way to office. I had been skipping those moments even though I am a rain lover but that day I said to myself, “Let’s do it again”. While on the road you have to save yourself from the vehicles passing by coz they can even shower some muddy water on you which is extremely irritating. That is the only negative point in riding a bike on a rainy day.
In the new office we are back in our cricket craze. Even while fasting me & one of my colleagues plays cricket and enjoy every moment of it while the other staff consider us as crazy people. One of the office colleagues suggested to watch a movie instead of playing cricket as she thinks we loose all of our energy. Now how can one explain her the difference between passion and entertainment?
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