Considers himself a theomorphic being.
Belongs to Sargodha. And to air, ‘stranger to the groung’ (but in theory, only.)
Rarely smiles. Laughs not-so monotonously.
Eats really not-the-fast-food-junk.
Addicted to tea.
One not addicted to TV! Yay!
A bright Muslim.
Passionate writer.
Dry.
Bony.
Surrounded by books (yeah, typical…)
Skinny.
Adamic human being, not modern (at least striving not to be, very hard though…)
Loves to marry, but age and ‘social construction of reality’ won’t allow 
Wishes to rebel for the first in his earthly carrier.
Loves milk, drinks rarely now-a-days.
Sleeps.
Wakes up.
It works.
Alhamdulilah.
Even so:
Dil soze say khali hai, nigah paak nahi hai
Phir iss mein ajab kia k tu bay-baaq nahi hai!
-Iqbal.
