Love as a Backup: It was a Monday evening .. I was standing on the main road when I got a msg from my mom to cross the road as the car was there.. I was just ready to cross it but suddenly I felt that I start hearing some sounds, I was facing a sudden powerful re-experience of my past memories. The flashback of a car accident, the flashback of a person death in front of me. that ambulance, that police , that crowd, that blood. I was again facing that depression when someone holds my hand tightly and said cross the road ..he again said cross the road. By his words, I came to my senses but I was embarrassed as everyone was staring at us. So I reply plz leave my hand I am not a kid now..hey leave my hand.. but he said you are still a kid just cross the road and face your fear. That person was not my brother, not my father, even he was not my friend... He was my mamu ( my uncle who is just 5 years older than me ..My mom's brother but as we grow up together so I know ...
Looking at the brighter side of Pakistan ✨ Let your perfect light, have the brightest shine, ✨In the darkest of nights, when lost souls whine.Peace lovers!msg from authors and Deeba Butt..