Diary of an Introverted Extrovert

It was a fine Friday. Fine in terms that my regular official meeting was cancelled due to some reasons and I had a whole day free. It was raining since morning and it was getting cold and cold but I am a mad guy who loves rain. Also I had to see my long distance beloveds, The Thames and The Tower Bridge. I left home at about 2 pm in the noon, and instead of taking the bus or the tube, I decided to walk for as long as I can. I personally like walking for as long distance as I can, not to keep me fit, not to save money but because I can observe better while I am walking and I can easily get lost in the streets which is what I want. The first stop I made was at the white chapel gallery. Frankly I had expected more from this gallery, it was good but not as good as I expected. Another reason can be that I do not know much about art. Well I liked their video gallery and also the video which was being aired over there which was something like “Not an Ordinary Protest”. It was

It was about 2 weeks of me being in London and I had been to nowhere. It doesn’t mean that I was keeping myself stranded in the room. The Pakistani community here was quite cool and really supportive, I attended some parties too, also went to meet some old fellows but that was not satisfying my nomad soul. I had to see London; I had to visit the places as they say in Urdu, “Awargi main had sa guzar jana chahea” We called one of our seniors who was living in this place from a long time now and literally begged her that we want to go somewhere; we need to have some sightseeing. She was so nice to set a plan for the coming Saturday to take us to Piccadilly Circus. Piccadilly Circus is a place which would be in the mind of every person who is somewhat in to the Urdu literature as many authors quote it in their writings. We gathered at Mile End Station of the London underground tube system at 5 pm. One thing I observed here in London generally everywhere and specially