For all yo Pathan Birathers

I have nothing but unhealthy, hot hot passionate, frivolous, unabating, filthy anal love for these guys. When’s the last time you saw something this epic?

When’s the last time you saw someone partying this hard? Seriously.
Jiggy like the Kocha? Word.

FAIL.

Okay so I’ve had three Urdu classes until now (one double period), and I swear to god I have never hated my being with this much intensity ever before. Love the language, but it’s like fucking Grade-6 Urud classes all over again. Same old topics, same old 12-year-old mentality of students. And since there’s just [...]

Highlights of the KGS Orientation

Actually, screw the plural, there’s only one thing worth mentioning.
Us NewGs (“New Grammarians”. The species that on the admission front are a part of the school but are not quite, to put it in a way, socially accepted as such.), are being most mercifully favoured by the students’ council. This year the prefect body has, [...]

Registering (and drowning subsequent depression with Basshunter songs)

Did. it. Today. Paid at Grammar, no going back now.
Actually, there is, they said they’d refund it by the first day. MEH.
Went with my Cousin’s wife and Cousin’s dad because dad was busy. Traveling with my Khaloo is so much fun. Suddenly he goes:
“There were three lights blinking on the CNG indicator. Now there’s not [...]

The following was entered, quite surreptitiously may I add, by my unbelievably khwaar sister in one of her countless (vain) attempts to outdo me. It was made to look like I wrote it. Excuse that last sentence please, she is a victim of severely low self-esteem.
I think my sister is the coolest thing on the [...]

It’ll only be so long before I get my own page.. (h)
Although I’m not quite sure how to feel about being mentioned in affiliation with.. ahem.

And so it came to be.. [UPDATED]

Ak: Then take the safer option, go to Grammar.
me: yes see part of me says that too, but then another part of me says screw security. I’m just waiting for one part to dominate the other.
Ak: flip a coin.
me: part of me says that’s a good idea, another part says it’s stupid. waiting…
Ak: You. have [...]

I woke Up at ten Today, and I am Very, Very Proud of Myself.

The last month was supposed to produce scores of bursting sketchpads and a significant sum of paintings, but all I’ve managed to do is read, read, and read some more. More time has been spent with the
cyber-world and even tangible hardbacks than the drawing board, which is good in a way because I know once [...]

Of Vehicles and Vehicles

Went to a “Farm House” yesterday. We Khatris have a predominating “Farm House” syndrome, visits to which generally qualify as “picnics” and have replaced the Beach for years.. The tides were never too dangerous to can beach plans, until the great farm House came into the picture, that is.
Anyway, THIS IS NOT A RANT. It [...]

The Effects of Artificial Insemination as They Are Not Experienced

Coming across this, and having read Roald Dahl’s My Uncle Oswald (I worship him now. Everyone should seriously read that book at least once in their lives. Consider it an enlightening pilgrimage within the four walls of your own homes.), had me thinking.
Both the book and the article suggest that the advent of artificial insemination [...]

Unearthed

This is by far the best, THE BEST, thing I have ever read on the blogging world. Please give it a read. The whole thing.
Also, I am starting to get feelings of ehsaas-e-kamtari as regards my blogging. Seriously. I. Am. Shit.
I fucking LOVE this.

AN Answer to Your Problems!

Is your ass getting sore sitting on that wretched chair with nothing to do? Are you bored out of your wits? Do you wish there was some occupation, anything at all, that you could engage in for endless hours at a stretch, yet never get bored? Are you sick of the same old counter strike? [...]

Honks and Horns

Seeing is Being Entertained.

On Sunday night I sat by my window reading a newspaper, and saw the various developmental stages of a protest against the KESC grid station in front of my house. It was lovely.
Started off with a couple of people pelting stones at the chained (Or so I presume because otherwise, they would have managed to [...]

?!@>#L@?!!!

I think I was too shocked by the fact that ATIF ASLAM was cobvering BILLIE JEAN to decide whether I liked the performance or not. Still confused. What the hell?