Archive for July 17th, 2008

17
Jul
08

Raindrops are Falling on My Head….

It is gorgeous out today…

No other city in the world looks the way Islamabad does in the rain.  Grey skies, a cool, fresh breeze and raindrops are falling on my head…  Okay!  I almost went tra-la-la-laing into a Fred Astaire kind of clicking my heels move..

I want a huge platter of pakoras, steaming hot, served with spicy, fresh coriander and mint chutney and a piping hot cup of tea brewed till you can hear the sizzle as you pour it into the cup…  I want to walk up to Pir Sohawa in with the rain spraying my face and the wind in my hair… 

Most of all, I want to share all this with…

The Damn ringing telephone!!! 

… Nothing like a cell phone to jolt one from utopia and turn away from the window with a sigh and return to work!




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