Islamabad

The images aren't any good. I hate 'em. But the weather they remind me was amazing. And I loved it. The images are blurry because I did not have my tripod with me.

The view from my window. This is what I usually wake up to. Not a sight. But for me it is. A sore sight for the eyes!

Think while the clock ticks

Think of me when you hear laughter,
For that is the joy I feel when I am near you.
Think of me when a clock ticks,
For each tick is a loving beat in my heart.

I-C-E Cream

Fast & the Frivolous

Streaking past!