as it is

it has been long i know. never was like this. more than a month has passed since the last scrib. but changing phases...they are the stepping stones to that deck called constant. the past few days have seen me, 

being honest to death with nothingness...hmm

learning to be the way my sister is...always pure.. paqsaaf

trying to get back on the road to poetry, i will be there mirza.. 

being honest to my bird, yes i will get you beautified soon...thump thump...

rubbing shoulders with everyday being, teach me life and...visual art.. 

hearing the distant sounds of books and diaries... not the bestsellers..

ideating and visualising a shelter for the being... where i can work...

missing friends and that friend... 

a lot is round the corner... somethings new...some for me all for you... 

coming soon, a new blog, a space for souls like you, pictures, words, tours, and experiences, life, untreated... 

till then.. 

continue that affair..