ITS TIME FOR SARSOUN AND BASANT
....... BEING A LAHORI! AND AWAY FROM IT, BRINGS NOSTALGIA. BASANT AND LAHORE ARE SYNONYMOUS. FIELDS UPON FIELDS OF 'SARSOUN' ARE GLARING THE EYE, WHILE THE KITES KEEP FLYING THE SKIES. BRILLIANT COLOURS ARE AMASS. THE MAGIC HAS ONCE AGAIN CAST ITS SPELL, ON THE LAHORIS. AS IT HAS, FOR CENTURIES. BASANT NIGHT IN THE OLD LAHORE IS ALMOST MYSTICAL. I WISH PEACE TO ALL THE TROUBLED PEOPLE OF THIS WORLD. IN THE HOPE THAT THEY MAY MIMIC NATURE AND TAKE CUES, WHEN ITS TIME TO RELENT AND CHANGE TO A NEW THEME. THEME..WISHING EVERYONE A HAPPY AND A SAFE BASANT.



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Ofcourse in Lahore, there is the problem of electrical lines being cut, little boys running after falling kites and dropping from rooftops to catch the kites and having the electricity go off and on throughout the night while everyone's partying on their rooftops. Being there then showed me the true meaning of the "free world". No rules, do what you will...
but i can imagine that it is v colourful and beautiful!
Aap sabb ko bhi basant mubarak.