Then the night fell, but soon after the morning prayers, I scaled the stairs to the first floor of my house to catch a glimpse of the new rising sun - but I could not see any thing as a thick sheet of fog had blanketed everything around my house in Islamabad.
I just wondered whether this fog was to shield our sins and misdeeds that we committed in 2012 and allow us a day more to repent and ask forgiveness from our Creator of our misdeeds or was it provide shelter for those war mongers who had been playing a bloody game all through the last year to start over afresh. I could not find any answer.
It was then that I prayed the fog gives way to hope and bright sunlight to lighten up our hearts and souls. Just like the great Urdu writer Mustansir Hussain Tarrar wrote in his brief new year message as below:
Let us be free, finally.....

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