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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

Introduction: दिसंबर याद का मौसम बचपन से आज तक दल ने नित-नए ख़ाब बने कि बड़ी हो कर किया बनना है। शायरी उन में कहीं भी नहीं थी। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी ख़्वारों का काम है, बेकारों का काम है। मुझे लगता था कि शायरी मुहब्बत ज़दा दलों की पुकार है, और मुहब्बत फ़ुज़ूल…

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…

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…