Lost In Translation

bill murray

And when I turn around, it takes a bit time to realize the reality.

I’ve never listened to Hammock before BUT it haunts me back to the places, roads that passes by whenever I listen to it.

The places I used to wander alone, somehow they have left every moments.
I wonder if I’ll ever remember Lahore streets, the people, food. Thou, living among the same national people but …still feels lost.

Every place has its own beauty, its traditions, the culture and every person has its own mindset too!

Stepping out of your door and you are home. While looking at these black font letters, it felt like grey color. Homecoming.

Lost In Translation

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