Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Category: Just Saying
I am a fairly opinionated person, but people request me to not be honest. I still need a place to voice my opinions, don’t I? These posts are primarily for venting out the frustration. Occasionally, I may share joyous and pleasant news, too.
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…
Book Promotion | MAYBE, SOMEDAY | Happily Ever Afters #8
Introduction: Maybe Someday, was just an idea that popped in my head on a fine Saturday afternoon. Weekends are generally finish-your-weekly-chores routine; aided by a constant stream of thoughts reminiscing past. I recalled my visit to Qamar Ali Durvesh shrine with my family. One thought led to other and a week later, I was ready…