Tonight the boys and I find ourselves going to a nightclub that we are looking into buying. Now I really wish that I did not have to go, but I have been neglecting business so I find myself going along. But even though I am going along, my mind is still not really there. I cannot, as I have with this past torturing week, I cannot get Tasnim out of my head. I have not yet, and I will not give up on her.
As her name spill from my lips, Tasnim, it is like the song to a thousand melodies as I repeat the beauty of her name over in endless circles of my tortured mind. I have not seen the beauty that captivates my soul for what shall now be the third night in a row. She has been off for a few shifts and I have not seen her at the club. It is just as agonizing, and even more that I have not seen her and tonight will be yet another night.
