Archive for January 17, 2004

24 Ziqaad 1424 Ahhhhh. The middle of January, a…

24 Ziqaad 1424

Ahhhhh. The middle of January, and it seems that summers have returned to Karachi. What? You dont believe me ? Oh! Well, you don’t trust me? You want proof? Well, here is the proof – I do not have skin any more. It was all eaten away by millennia of mosquito bites last night.

I went to meet my Phuppo today (Father’s sister). Told her she looked weak. She was very very happy at that. I was the apple of her eye. Then I told her that she looked weak, not thin. She gave a look to melt the hearts of Mephistopheles. Well the rest of the evening was uneventful.

In other news. Like all other normal loosers I am sitting at home on a weekend. Doing nothing at all. Nothing. I hope that soon I will get a life.

Someone today searched for “interior home decorate in islamabad pakistan”. I would love Yahoo to explain to me about what is search has to do with my blog. Honestly. Confused beyond all resonable limits.

And a regular reminder that my Urdu blog is here. Where I have also started to teach Urdu. But very slowly.