Landing Back

January 11th, 2007 / 11:34 PM / 313 FH
It was my flight back to Pakistan. Lala had come to  receive me from the airport. We did not go back to the hospital straight. A distraction came up and we had to follow that distraction. There are some tasks that always suit young man. It would look very odd for a very old man or even just an old man to follow any distraction no matter how strong the element of attraction is. Our adventure took us to an old part of the city called Krishan Nagar.We got hungry which is why we left our adventure in the middle and headed straight to the hostel and dropped the luggage. our next stop was obvious. any restaurant that would serve our taste Buds and empty stomachs. I noted that during all that time Lala was constantly bombarded with text messages. the smile on his face is another indication that something is not from the days when I went back. a few weeks are enough for a man to forget old wounds and find a new source for more injuries. no I don't want him to get injured at all. it is he himself.
 As I write this on the diary, Lala has gone outside to attend a phone call which is very uncommon time for a family member to call him. Uncle calls him around evening. Maybe if somebody wants to become a family member only then is this the absolutely right time to call. I just had Chaat which Munshi Muneer brought from Gawal Mandi. I had missed chaat during this vacation. Tomorrow I have to meet my lawyer as well. I am too tired now to pen down any other colored or colourless thoughts. A few messages have appeared on my phone from a few distractions. But I have no energy left to exchange any kicks or words. Good night!