Abandoned

Getting up early on a weekend, visiting two doctors and listening to their depressive speeches and of-course paying their handsome fee made me feel Errrr…

I felt abandoned. Left out, maybe finally I am just missing home (Pakistan). I miss my friends, I mean “My Friends”

I had my reasons to feel that way, but when I questioned myself, I couldn’t justify it. But than again, I am just a human, with feelings, which often evade the logics.

I think by now, you (as a reader) have realized this is one of those tricky posts where I wouldn’t be saying anything direct. So what’s the point?

Good bye.