From Lahore to New York via London
My time in New York is coming to an end. This blog is a summary of what the past month or so has been like for me. Prelude: I left Lahore on the morning of the 1st of August. The past couple of months before leaving were probably the hardest of my life. Milena's indecisiveness and her eventual rejection really did drive me over the edge. I wasn't in the best of places when I left Lahore, and no it wasn't the rejection that hurt, rather it was the manner in which that rejection came about that broke me into a million pieces. As a matter of fact, I always knew somewhere in the depths of my heart that we were never going to work out. I knew it the moment I walked out of her home for the first time in December last year. I even told her that when we first met, I thought she was someone who was way out of my league and I would often remark during our conversations "dear God please make Milena choose me", to which her response would usually be along the lines of "w