Today

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By Mahmud Vellani

I feel alone today absolutely without a Soul to call my own. Maybe it's the weather the first downpour of the season. Life is with no forecast of either good or bad. My search for new horizons has conquered troublesome peaks in ignorance of what lies ahead. If then, life's rocky terrain reveals a plain of paradise should I not desire to stay, regardless of shadow or rain and seek my goal ?

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