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Wanderlusting Alhambra

Sitting on a high chair, sipping hot cappuccino served by a beautiful waitress dressed in black with a Spanish accent that reminds of Tarar sahib’s half real half woven fairy worlds of magnificent godly and human treasures, I was talking to…

When Jinnah was a teen

It was a bright sunny day at the gardens of Lincoln’s inn where birds were chirping and flying over centuries old trees occasionally stopping at water springs sprouting from statues of prominent English lawmakers, folks of all ages were…