Usually I
keep thinking of great ideas, or in fact they keep coming to me. But as the time
passes-by, I realize that they were not so good. Then I forget them, and start
thinking on the new ones. Looks like that this is some sort of a cycle, a trap
maybe.
In Urdu we call it “Khayali Pulao”:
خیالی پلاؤ
A time will
come when I break this infinite loop and the world will feel lucky :-P
