After watching Ishaqzaade, I REALLY wanna say…
India is a piece of political SHIT!
So, what if two people from different religions want to marry? Either they kill themselves, get killed, or flee from the country.
Where is the dignity; the dignity that love deserves?
When such thoughts are passing through your mind, you just want yourself to be, and understood.
Conflicts? Who wants them?
But then it began to Rain! … and the electricity went off too!
I opened the windows, smelt the earth, enjoyed the wind, and treated myself with Dominoes goodies.
Nature surely knows how to console me.