I.G.I.-2: Covert Strike

I remember those days when I have a friend and he had a good fast Pentium 4 Computer and I had a Pentium 3. My Computer don't had a VGA card. And in the evening I always wanted to be there to play this game. After so many efforts my father bought me a good fast new Computer. Aah, those were the days

I with my friends playing games were the golden days of my life, that was a time where there was no regret of past, no fear of future, my computer was my world. That computer was the best ever gift I ever receive, and was gifted to me to my warrior, the true fighter my daddy.

I play this game with my friends Bilal (qola), Awais (peta), Arif (marjoora, parotar), Wahab (heta) Abid (tepar) Noman (gojjar).

Probably the best days of my life when our computer was in our hora, that was 2010 summer vacation of our school times. We buy a computer by collecting 10 and 1 rupees per day.

Once our monition off our computer was dammaged and we were so sad by that, when finnaly by colleccting money we repare it at mandani bazar, oh! I was so happy.

The best ever joy was with a cycle Noman (goar) was our driver, we used to go to mandani and buy games CD. My place ( my selff kamean (kata) ) on cycle were ahead of cycle on a rod that was so hard to remain seat theree, and Arif (faroot) place on backside seat and bring a new game was such an amazing joy, I did not get that level off joy is last 7-8 year though my age is almost 24 years.

Maybe I will keep writing for hours and hours but would not be finished. I have to end up it here. GOD provide us some joy life gets so boring. Full of fear and regrets. Fear of taking decisions. Holding gradges,