They thought I was an Angel, when I was just a Messenger!
One of the key reasons of starting this blog was to pen down my anger on the reality and suffering of animals in Pakistan and all over the world. As humans, we may have achieved zillions of milestones in myriad walks of life, but when it comes to compassion we have reached nowhere.
There’s plenty of it:
An infinite plethora of disappointment.
The week has been quite heavy so far. Tied up in colossal chaos at many levels to scribble something therapuetic for the soul and struggling from an annoying viral for far too long.
All these years of hoarding a sizeable professional experience in various organizations and industries, around (almost) every possible pedigree of bosses and interactions with a diverse lineage of colleagues – there’s one thing they all had in common.
They all concluded that I’m a ‘Junkie for life’.
It’s time for a Friday Fur Kid post! We’ve all got our shit to deal with. It’s obviously really important … More
I often wonder have we taken it as our core responsibility to make everything about life so damn complicated…not just for others but also for ourselves. Day in, day out during the many interactions, casual conversations and gestures that we exchange, I feel that we work on complicating life…quite habitually.
I gave my heart,
Loved like we’d never part,
It’s been a while
Anticipations are high
Any reason to fly?
No need to lie