Waheed Akram

  "Travel" The old house was very lovely. The morning scene in the courtyard. The search for something new by mixing colors is also a glimpse of happiness in the reprimand they give the mother's hand food and time admonition. In the street. As soon as the friends come, they all meet and talk a lot. In the fights, in the fights, in the threats, in the threats, in the threats, in the fights, in the fights, in the fights. Back home in the evening, siblings fighting over small things, wanting to be at the forefront of TV. Hide anything from the sister's bazaar separately for the brother. Playing with that brother and never saying goodbye to the game even though you know Rudi in the game. That night watch and father's voice; Going to them in fear and telling the hall of the day while pressing the feet, running to your bed as soon as you hear the sound of snoring, settling hearts in the windows of love. Growing devotion to collecting colors and traveling outside the cit...