In twin cities of Rawalpindi and Islamabad, weather is changed. Freezing winds have turned into cool breeze, number of lighting hours has increased and babies don’t feel comfortable in blankets anymore. It was raining a day ago in night and I was sitting outside on a steel chair under shed. I remember I could not think of doing same a week ago or so.
I was surprised by the sudden change in weather conditions. Jackets and sweaters are off. Young boys riding their bikes with no warm stuff but the exuberance of youth, insist me to realize badly “your epoch is gone”. Yes – my age to bloom and resist natural actions is gone. No worries 
I am more than happy to see my blooming young generation.
I pray this spring be a start of everlasting bloom of our younger and upcoming generations. The generation equipped with knowledge, confidence, trustworthiness, patriotism and carriage of our cultural and Islamic teachings. (Aamin)
