"pakistan international ki parwaaz..." and the voice of the female announcer fades into the salty sounds of karachi airport. . i wanted to wear a shalwar kameez, but ive packed them all away and the only ones left are more fit to be worn to a shadi . i will get there i.a. i remember landing here the first time, praying furiously as our plane "landed". please let everything work out. this is exactly what i prayed for a few days later.. to go back one day. aaj bohot kuchh feel ho raha hai. i am not good with pressure. i hope the luggage goes through alright. i hope it all works out again. this is it. now what happens my friend...?