Solitude

"Kab tehyray ga dard aay dill, Kab raat basar hoo gee" By Farida Khanum had been playing on the loop over my mp3, while I rode my bicycle aimlessly for hours today.

I don’t want friends who want me to do their homework or need me to do the task they can't do their selves, I don’t want to answer any phone calls.

When ever the door bell rings I say to my self

"Phir koi aaya dil-e-Zaar! naheen koi naheen ,
Rah_roo ho ga, kaheen aur chala jaeey ga ,
Dhaal chuki raat, Bikharnay_laga taroon ka ghubaar,
Lar-Kharaney lagay aywanoonn may Khoabeda Chiraagh,
Soo gai rasta tak tak keh her-aik rah guzaar,
Ajnabee Khaak nay Dhundla_deyah Qadmoon kay Suragh,
Gull karoo Shmain, bard_hadoo maai-o-meena-o-ayaagh,
Apnay bay Khwaab Kiwardoon ko Muqafaal kar loo,
Aab yahan koi naheen, Koi naheen aaye ga."

I don’t want too see anyone I know, I don’t want to do anything, I don’t want to go any where, I want to sit in a complete solitude, so I can talk to my self.

I badly need a long solitary walk on the beach.