Jannat- In Search Of Heaven... Fix Instant

Stop looking at the horizon. Look down. Look around.

(Isn't this just as good as Heaven?)

Maybe it was about learning to see so clearly that you never have to leave. Have you found your slice of Jannat? Tell me about it in the comments below. Was it a place, or was it a moment? Follow the journey: #InSearchOfHeaven Jannat- In Search of Heaven...

My host, a 70-year-old man named Rafiq, handed me a cup of chai in a small clay cup. The cup was so hot it burned my fingertips. The rain started to fall—heavy, loud, and clean. The smell of wet earth ( mitti ki khushbu ) filled the air. Stop looking at the horizon

I was sitting in a broken plastic chair on a rooftop in Lahore. The monsoon clouds were heavy and grey. The electricity had gone out (as it always does). There was no AC, no WiFi, no 5-star view. (Isn't this just as good as Heaven