For over 4 years, I have been seeing the faces of different people in my mirror and photographs; wherever I try to start work on a new article or try to engage in some productive activity, some outstandingly incompetent person takes complete control of my faculties, an activity that the democratic governments had kept a complete sceret so far, and then I would start to see the reflection of that person who takes complete control of my faculties to completely ruin my performance in that activity, or to completly stall my progress while negotiating deals with one heinous party or another. For over 3 or 4 years, I had been seeing the reflection of beyond phenomenally revolting Abid Mirza’s outrageously incompetent son Ahsan Mirza’s face in my mirror. Whenever I would start seeing his face, for over 3 to 4 days, I would fail to write a sigle line as Ahsan Mirza and Hassan Mirza are spectacularly badly retarded and Abid Mirza has been using this undocumented technique of taking complete control of my faculties to inflict as much emotional pain of lost time and ruined performance as he possible could with the help of his other siblings.
In the following photographs, Masroor Ali Akbar’s face has been mixed with some other person’s face to completly ruin my appearance, and Masroor Ali even started shouting inisde of my cerebrum to shout profanities and eventually to make the statement, “I only ever needed some money.” For this unearned money. these monstreous characters have been busy running my life and the quality of my work with impunity. Until today, I had not been able to recognize the face at all and I had been saying that although I have taken these photographs myself, however, the face belongs to some person whom I have probably never seen anywhere. Today, when I decided to post this photograph here, someone finally mentioned that you will be able to see Masroor Ali once the parties holding your faculties hostage or blocking your neural pathways would finally relent. Face of Masroor Ali coupled with some other person eventually becomes noticeable to the person who has seen Masroor Ali in person.
When it comes to my photographs in that unironed blue shirt in which some pathetic-looking fellow made an appearance while I was trying to take the photograph, now these heinous, atrocious bastards have finally relented when it comes to unblocking my neural pathways using which they had almost completely been blocking my commentary on the way faces and performances have been changing in my life. The indiivdual in that Blue shirt and Grey shirt with noticeably narrow shoulders and a slimmer, strange face probably bears resemblance to Ahmed Hafeez. This atrocious, remarkably nefarious individual failed to pass his matriculation exam 3 times, and only managed to pass the exam on his 4th attempt for grade inflation in Pakistan has been sky-high and it has been increasing steadily. These despicable creatures have been wreaking proper havoc in my life and incessantly demanding ransom money all the while urging me to simply abandon the desire to work on my Intellectual Properties and hand them over to remarkably despicable creatures like Jibran Aziz or include Sameer Aziz both of whom can be implicated in various types of crimes even before the mayhem in my life started. These dastardly, horrific, appalling creatures have been instrumental in wreaking this havoc all the while using their cousins to express the sentiment incessantly that I should just handover my Intellectual Property to these bastards like Jibran Aziz, Sameer Aziz, or some other person.
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