In Search of Ghalib
From the Blog randomlyabstract randomlyabstract: “Dil hi toh hai na sang-o-khisht Dard se bhar na aaye kyun” “Everything around us said Ghalib. Everywhere we looked, there was Ghalib. Every moment we spent there, it was with Ghalib.” “Maybe, the hearts of men are made of bricks and mortar. Perhaps, compassion and remembrance are just words.” Best post ever. I traveled to a place where I couldn’t have gone otherwise (at least not in a long while) and this journey through words was exhilarating. So, so amazing. Originally posted on Sulphurman: *(Warning: If you find my normal posts tiring, do not read this. This is so mind numbingly long that it might kill you. And if you still go ahead, don’t haunt me after you die.)* Place: Delhi Time: 5:00 PM It was a hot day. Despite the departing sun, the temperaturpakistanblogs.blogspot.comRead Full Post
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