World Affairs And Beyond

In a dream within a dream Death came to me as roots of trees While I was lying beside a baby On the floor of the roof of a house It covered me, layer by layer Silently, in my sleep I woke up from my slumber I was fine, the baby was fine I looked around, and all was fine I then walked out a door Into a club, where people waited in line For their fortunes, old women told I waited for a long time, For my name to be called out Getting tired of waiting I walked up to the one in charge He said he could not add my name I waited still, hoping to know I saw them all clueless about something I knew the answers the solutions I remember a lady, struggling with A molten piece of glass I took it from her hands; and Made some bubbles out of that She was pleased; she thanked me They could not tell my future For they could not see it Only I had the key They did not know it So I walked out that club; in my dream. Sobia Nosheen © April 22, 2012

Today, my new pet lizard reminded me of my old pet lizards back in my school days. They are loyal pets. Everyone must have a pet lizard to protect them from those ugly brown, beastly, winged, flying, creeping, dirty, bacterial, scary roaches. My pet lizard ate the sh*t out of a roach and saved my life today! Yayyy! During my school days, I had two pet lizards. They lived in the fireplace in my room. They would stay awake all night watching over me while I would be studying for my exams. They would protect me from cockroaches in the dark. It would make me happy to know they were around to eat the roaches before they could attack me. :-P lol

Around Peshawar  I was struggling with an injury, so lying on the backseat and thought I would take some photos of Peshawar. Here they are :-)