Warning: This is not a birthday post, appreciation post or anything like you think.

I don't believe in subject matter for stories or poems. I just write whatever comes in my mind and things that make me emotional. Right now I'm gonna talk about yesterday night. Wait a minute, this is not a cheesy love story bro! You don't have to pay this much attention. Okay let's get back to yesterday night. While lying on my bed I had a thought about cutting my hair (not the daring fringes I did last year, I am talking about a real one). So I started thinking about the hairstyle I should choose and how to avoid family attacks over that. Suddenly a face flashed through my mind - a face of the woman who happened to be my aunt.

2 years ago, when I chose to study in Punjab (to be...