Today,
Got up before alarm rings......
Ready to sail on a new journey. It's been days since it started, but still i am calling it a new journey. Journey of competitive exams. It's a tough competition but i have to sustain into it.
It's Prime Minister House of Pakistan
But, we cannot go inside. A layman is not allowed to enter such a prestigious place 😑.
Why we are here?
You asked.....
Actually we came to National Library of Pakistan to study, to make notes, to stop myself from further procrastination, and to make my days productive.
Oh, That Prime Minister House?
Yes, it is just on one side of the Library.
Prime Minister House is no less a Mughal era fort. It's amazingly splendid with domes and white marble along with security.
Sat in Library for hours
Exhausted with this new routine,
Went upstairs
Stood in a window
Got a nice view of greenery and heights
One by one thought
A storm of thoughts
Rushing into my mind
Memory boggling
Terms of books playing hide and seek
Simla deputation, Acts, constitution, partition and Pakistan affairs
[So many dates of history playing like a play ground they got to play]
Hopes, desires and wishes are also lingering in the mind
Hopes and wishes to sustain in this material centric world
Desire to get a home and get settled in Islamabad
Scattered and broken just my thoughts
Walking in the ally
Strangers talking
Gazing at them
Tilting eyes
Artpieces
And i am tired
There are promises to keep
Keep on walking
Supreme court of Pakistan amidst green trees
Lush beauty
Justice being denied
Court, Lawyers and Judiciary
Pretentious
The elite, the rich will grab you and drag you
Cause other party belong to the poor section of life.
Justice will fall for the money.
Again, I came back to the window to see domes of House of Prime Minister
Now i am silent
I don't want my words now.
I am walking away
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