Day 064 – after my first Pakistan AIESEC conference

I should be writing about how was it in Islamabad, the city You have seen in the news to be the centre of all the violence of Pakistan, the country to be told be the breedingplace of all the terorist. But You know what? There is not that much to talk about about Islamabad. You are looking for something interesting. And telling You that Islamabad was green as a park, calm as a a City of peace can only be would be kind of out of place. Still, somebody killed himself there while I was there, taking some dozen human beings to heaven, and himself to hell… For a person like that, who kills innocent to get to heaven, there has to be a hell…

But that is not the topic of todays post.

I want to tell You, all who care, that I am a little drunk, on my own (and not sad at all about that), as all others went to sleep, smoking shisha and listening to Massive attack on the roof of my flat, from where I can see the lights of a city of milions of people, Karachi, and feeling SO alive.

I love every second of my time right now, I love You for reading this, its not about the alcohol or shisha, but its just that I feel happy.