It's so amazing to see the sun shining. I had to climb to the highest point in my house because there are building and walls all around which block the view of everything beautiful. I remember taking guests to the roof and give them a tour of semi-northern Pakistan: "To your left lie the hills of Murree. In front of you is a tiny farm full of corn plants which we used to nick corn out of about a million years ago. Up ahead are the hills of Bani Gala and right on top you can see Imran Khan's glamorous abode. At two 'o' clock you can almost see the lights of Rawalpindi (You could also see that massive "Waves" lighted billboard, I don't know what they are called, which was located in Faizabad. It appeared as a bright red dot going on and off and regular intervals. I never thought I could see something as far away as that billboard was, from my house but then I went to Faizabad and noticed that the lights of that Waves billboard were in perfect coordination with the little red dot I could see from my house.) On your right lies Islamabad and right behind you are the majestic Margalla hills. That little trail of light that you can see are the street light on the road to Shakarpariya." But today: "On your left hand side you have a delightful brick wall right in your face which gives you a first hand experience on how it feel like to be in a prison. In front you have some buildings and no farms. On your right are some more buildings. And behind you,yes. Believe it or not, some more buildings."
Anyways. I climbed up to the highest part of my house. Climbing was fun. Made me miss those days when I started rock climbing and felt so blissfully exhausted at the end of each days because its a strenuous thrilling exercise. Wish I could do it again. But not with this knee I suppose. Don't you just hate prolonged injuries?
It was dark but the half moon was bright enough. And behold! There were the glittering hills of Murree which always had been there but tucked out of sight. According to my estimations, the sun would come up from about two to three inches right of Murree hills (eyes closed measurements done by fingers). I was sure of it because last time I tried to hunt for the rising sun westward.
The sky started lightening up and surprisingly because of the contrast of fifty shades of blue, that lone star on the horizon looked even more beautiful and shiny.
The coolest part was that when I rotated 360`, I could observe a very interesting merger of colours - Light blue, dark blue, indigo, indigo pierced by the yellow of diffusing city light, indigo, dark blue and light blue - like a palette of blue in the skies.
Then there was the loud resounding noise of chirping birds which give nothing but peace to an unsettled mind. Took me back to that day in Murree and Challas. So peaceful. Then I remembered how unsettled I was even in the presence of such a peaceful atmosphere. I guess I really am always unsettled and disturbed.
So that was it.
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