inam malik

I am attractive, and love my life. I have a strong feeling towards everything. And very easily distracted. Once i get angry at someone, its hard for me to forgive them.

I love innovative things.
I love to be Honest.

All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone
tried to tell me what it was. I accepted their answers too, though they were
often in contradiction and even self-contradictory. I was naïve. I was looking
for myself and asking everyone except myself questions which I, and only I,
could answer. It took me a long time and much painful boomeranging of my
expectations to achieve a realization everyone else appears to have been born
with: that I am nobody but myself.