Sunday, May 18, 2014 12:57 PM

Sarkhej Roza

It took a long walk through the debris. Through the lost glory of the ancient. Through the untold stories. We could hardly imagine the opulence, the extravaganza of the time. Embarrassed by the aura we chose not to speak a word. Oh! Our silence was so damn appropriate for the place. Suddenly azaan emerged from the collective silence creating an apt mood for the perfect sunset. Thanks to their royal highnesses Arbaz and Muddassir for allowing us in their empire. Am sure they will be great successors.

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