Jannat- In Search Of Heaven... -

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.

Every time I reached for it, it drifted further away, like a mirage on a hot road. The Cracks in the Ordinary Then, one ordinary Tuesday, I stopped running. Jannat- In Search of Heaven...

So, go ahead. Book the trip. See the mountains. Swim in the ocean. But don't do it because you think Paradise is over there . I was sitting in a broken plastic chair

Stop looking at the horizon. Look down. Look around. There was no AC, no WiFi, no 5-star view

We spend our entire lives on a hamster wheel—buying bigger houses, visiting more exotic countries, chasing higher salaries—thinking that the next thing will be the gate to Heaven. But the gate was never locked. We just forgot we had the key.

But the question that keeps me awake at night is this: Are we looking for a place, or are we looking for a feeling? For most of my life, I thought Jannat was a GPS coordinate. I thought if I saved enough money and booked the right flight, I could step off a plane and finally say, "I have arrived."

We hear it in old songs. We read it in ancient scriptures. We whisper it when we look at a photograph of the Swiss Alps or a quiet sunrise over the Kerala backwaters. "Yeh toh Jannat lagti hai" (This looks like Heaven), we say.