Café George
From the Blog iamzeeshan*On my way to school, during my childhood, I used to pass by a certain place. The place in question was called Café George. I never really understood what was it that made Café George such an integral part of my memory. Perhaps it was the set of colorful boxes behind the window screen there, or perhaps it was the name itself. Reminding me of someone I had heard of in a tale from a far-off place, maybe. Sadly, Café George doesn’t exist anymore. What happened to it? It ceased to exist, with a modern building replacing it. The disappearance went unnoticed by a lot of people, but I still remembered that place. Sometimes I wish I had a photograph of it. But apart from the image and those memories in my mind there’s nothing else that I could remember the place from. But no, it won’t enpakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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