The quest goes on for the ever-elusive silver lining;

fueled by an ever-strong optimism

This is a capture from March 2015.

Sunsets are old friends of mine.

Each one of them reminds me of my losses and my gains.

Thankfully, each sunset makes me realize that my gains surpass my losses by a wide margin.

We are the dream merchants

We are always in loss

I have never really liked flowers. I find their colours too bright and unreal. And I have never liked the fact that beauty can be so temporary.

I don’t like flowers but apparently the camera of my mobile does love them a lot

It was a winter evening. I came out of my office and saw glory, dancing on the western frontier.

I came across this exhausted old man, sleeping in a quiet corner of Port Grand. I wanted to wake him up, but didn’t have the heart to do so despite knowing that he was sleeping a dreamless sleep.

Came across this sweet old man a few months ago in Fortress Stadium, Lahore. He worked for a tea seller and had the kindest of faces and the most expressive eyes. The interaction was short but what was intended to be communicated, was communicated

A random capture near Saddar Railway Station, Karachi.

The man fascinated me. His face reminded me of an old Baloch, too tired to bear the burden of his dreams anymore.