Dear diary.
Thank God!!!!
I spent every last rupee I had on Saim's wedding and now I'm broke till my next salary.
Saim left for Hunza with his wife and I'm home-alone. I nearly burned my hand while cooking for my self last night. Its not that bad tough.
I've got memories... memories of my Azra. They are nice company.
So, I've got the house to my self.
But I'm too tired to enjoy the solitude.
-Reza.
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