my trip to KORANGI ........ duh!!!! 8-B

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hey guys, missed mein huh??!!

mein bhi kya karta, itni khuwaari jo paileee hey mein ne.


Today, my mom asked me to drop My khaala, off to her own House, i.e. my MAMOO's house, n u know what???

their HOME is in KORANGI !!!!!!!!!

oh GAWD!!!!! not again, no no no no no no no no no!!!!!!!!!!!, i dont wanna drive to KORANGEEEEEEE :-S

CRAP!!!!!!!!!!!!





now what, neechey utra, started the car, only to find out that Petrol is out, and the car has been OFF for 3 days in a row now, tried hard to get it started on CNG, and accomlished my tough mission in only 2 minutes :-D, yah yah, i know i m good with cars/ladies :-P


then, wiped the dash board, dusted the foot mats, waited for MAMA, Hira, and Khaala to come down, and after a long long long wait of 15 minutes, they came atlast, started the car, on the way toh M.A. Jinnah road, and guess what 8-O, MULLAH PARTY blocked the road, for their rallly, after a long long long khuwaari of half an hour, we finally touched the Shahra-e-faisal, and thru DHA ph2 -ext, to Korangee.


Shattered, borken, raped, screwed roads finally let us Enter Korangi.

Exactly at the point, the starting point of Korangeeeee Area, GRRRHH DDD GRDDDEE, PHEEEEESSSSHHHHHHH, cooooooool,, the TIRE punctured!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



NOW WHAT!!!!!!


Allah kee karni hui, puncture waala waheen tha, "Arey boss, tire badal doo, or puncture laga dena"

poor guy, changed my Tire himself, made the Punctures and cahrge 30/- only 8-D


Now to mamooo's place, "OYE JAAN, MAAMO Jaaan, kesey hein aap"
"beta, bonus per chal rahey hein, acha suno, abhi maami nahein hein, bhaag kar rasmallai le aao, 5-5, mein aur tum saath saath khaaiengey"

pour soul is Diabetic, but we did njoy rasmalais, not 5 offcourse, but 2 .:-D


and this is now when the story started. Boring Boring boring day, nothing to dooo. 1 hr, 2 hr, 3 hr, 4 hr, 5 hr

aur phir 9 baj gaye yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarr..

the smell of Mortien Coils burning
High Voulme of Star Plus
CHEE CHEE CHEE of ladies
irritatin voice coming from Water PUMP
tubelight blinking
Asif playing ringtones from his Mobile fone
Mosquitoes Buzzing in my ears
an army of mosquitoes eating my arms,
and a full battallion eating my easrs
and the civillians nesting on my Brown hair

and i bursted out

MAMA 8-X, kya yaheen marney ka program hey ????!!!!



and all the members stared me keh ISKO KYA HO GAYA, then Atlast, mom took her burka, and started getting ready, the best part og the trip was that keh, MAAMI gave me 8 family sized bottles of Apple Sidra 8oD
. raat ko 11:00 ghar pohncha, abhi 1:20, and i m feeling hell sleepy, baaki baad keh lye chod doo.














All i wanna say is,
I HATE THESE KINDA HECTIC Days.







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