Re: Your Fond Memories
I miss ludo too, we use to play in the street at night time, a group of us blocking the street, I’m from a village so everyone is related and knows everyone else so nobody minds. 
I also miss going to the nearest town/city on my bike n then coming back tired out at sunset and the feeling I use to get when I got on the road which lead to my village was unbelievable, after a day away you suddenly meet all these ppl you know workin’ in the fields etc. and shoutin greetins n everyone just feels like one big family… sighhhh..
Harvest time was especially fun, these days life is quite fast paced even in villages so ppl do their own thing but at harvest time the whole paternal tribe/clan gets together at the farm ranch on the ancestral lands outside the village and everyone helps each other cut the wheat and then make bundles, which are then thrown in this great big machine which seperates the grain from the hay..
Then u cum to England and there’s black clouds everywhere, it’s like being thrown in a well without a rope to pull u back out… You crave, you pine for a Ray, just one more Ray of Pakistani Sunishine. 