A Kamikaze's Diary!

This shrine held immense power, I felt a surge of belief in the city of saints. Its called the city of saints for a reason coz u can still feel the effect of their time. There's something in the air of Multan that I fail to describe and that feeling can only be felt if you visit that city. This picture is my fav. The sun is at 7.30 am, kissing the eastern pillars and the tomb, pigeons are orbiting around while a woman is crossing from the western side with her baby in her arms and its head resting on its mom's right shoulder, the rustle of people can be heard outside and a horn now and then breaks the tranquility of the scenery. Its a photographer's dream to visit Multan for his ultimate architectural collection. An epicure's desire to taste the famous Sohan Halwa and a Believer's paradise to visit the shrines and mausoleums of the great scholars and saints buried in this city. time to run ... A bient'ot.

Munib Aziz: (on social sites only ) I fly, I like to read but can’t seem to finish a book lately and I am different just like YOU! I am also obsessed with the human brain (not just how it works) but like how would it feel to hold it and squeeze all its wires and the liquids and ..... (ok now you are scared XD) I do all the boring stuff like traveling, photography, philosophical thinking, mystism, active sports etc. In short anything to keep me sane! Welcome to my blog. Where I tell you stuff about stuff Where I tell you about my inarticulate life