It so happens that my calendar was one day back. I thought I was going to be in Karachi on Thursday, whereas I was actually returning on Friday morning. So, I got in on Friday morning at 4:30 am. There were two or three international flights just landed and a hell of a rush at immigration counters. There is pathetically low air traffic at the Karachi airport and yet they managed to screw you at the immigration counter for 30 to 45 minutes! They must've worked very hard on that one.
I slept from 6 am to 12:30 pm and then after prayers from 3 pm to 6:30 pm. I've practically slept all day. With the confusion about the return day, there is a mess. I have to work on the INETA Pakistan projects from the coming fiscal year right now and email Goksin tonight so that he can communicate the same to INETA.
Hamza has learnt to make some meaningless noises that sound like words. His favorites are baba and abba.
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