Diary of an Introverted Extrovert

I had to go to Lahore for a day and my train dropped me there in the early morning at 4:30am (Pakistani trains follow the time schedule now). So I had like 4 hours to kill before the office where I had to go even opens. I walked to Lahore food street Anarkali still I got there in 45 minutes and the shopkeepers were just starting out :D. ultimately I got myself some breakfast and  some tea then again I walked to the point where I was intended to go. When I got there it was 7 and still I had like 90 minutes to spare. It was the queen’s road of Lahore. I found myself a bench on the road side, shoved my earphones and just sat there looking at the people. It was the morning of a working day, so it was full of the typical big city hassle. People in hurry, getting breakfast things from the shops, kids going to sc hool, youngsters to the universities, busy bus stops, busy roads just everything and everyone was in a great hurry. Only two living things were sitting calmly on the sid...

There are certain places for every one which you may want to visit may be again and again but you do not want to live there. Reasons can vary for every person, you may not like the weather, and you may do not like the general attitude of the city or you may just miss your home over there. For me that city was Lahore. After spending the 25 years of my life in Rawalpindi and Islamabad, being a mountain lover and just visiting Lahore for some college tours, this city has never fascinated me much to start living here, but in this life many times you need to do what you do not like, (bi paise be to kamane hain). So I moved to Lahore as I got a job here which was quite relating to my field and seemed to be quite good for developing the so called Career. So for the greater good I had to move away from my first love “The Margalla Hills” and my good luck or bad luck, I got to stay in the place which was exactly the same as they say about Islamabad, the infamous Model Town. In start I was like...