My office starts at nine in the morning. Being the most punctual guy in the world, I leave at nine. Miraculously, my sister also leaves at nine for her ACCA internship crap at Forde Rhodes or Foot Rhodes or Food Courts, whichever way it’s spelled. [Don't blame me, there are at least a quarter of a million words in English, they could've picked up any uncommon ones and formed a name. But they had to act all childish and invent a crappy one.]
According to her, she has to reach at nine-thirty or her manager manages to become a volcano (I wanted to use the word mango here but I had to compromise for the sake of comprehensibility, not everyone’s as smart as me. And if you didn’t get this one, comprehensibility is not a word as far as Dictionary.com knows). For the past week, she kept my ass on fire and started becoming a wailing alarm clock everyday as soon as the minute hand got within 60 degrees of nine o’ clock. And the magnitude of the continuous wailing was always alarmingly proportional to the increasing attraction of the minute hand to the number ‘12′.
Ali, niklo bathroom se, main chhor ke chali jaoon gi!
So I had to bear the pain of getting ready by nine everyday. Yes, this is the reason for me being the most punctual guy in the world. I mean, come on! I need time to get ready for office. And I’m always sleepy in the morning. (Well you can blame my sleeping hours everyday which are usually < =5).
On Saturday, I had to listen to her screaming and it became even more bearable when my parents and grandfather decided to contribute some. I’m seriously going to kill this manager dude someday!
Now on Monday, I decided I had seen enough wailing and got ready before nine. Proud of my acheivement, I came to the dining table only to find that my stupid sister was not ready yet. She was calmly going around, getting “ready” which is essentially wearing extremely stupid clothes with some extra-stupid make-up, and thopafying herself with so much perfume that my eyes roll back in my head from the excruciating pain in my nose!
And then I was like, “What the hell! Isn’t the manager going to lose it today?”
And she kept on thoping make-up. I was pissed! We left the house a good fifteen minutes after that.
My office is near CAMS P.E.C.H.S., not on the main road. The route we take is from Guru Mandir to Shahrah-e-Quaideen, where I get dropped off and the driver takes my sister away. Whenever she gets late, I have to get off on the main road and walk the rest of the way.
Now my anger reached it’s peak when after getting me late, she asked me to get off on the main road because SHE WAS LATE. Can you believe this?
Ain’t no way I was getting off on the main road! Hell NO!!!
I punished her by taking the car all the way to my office. It was her own fault. And apparently, dressing up for office was very important and worth getting it from the manager.
Then what’s wrong with me taking my time to get ready?
Yeh kya baat hui?
Tum karo to chamatkaar, hum karein to balaatkaar?
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FIRST OF ALL THE ACCA INTERNSHIP THINGY IS NOT CRAP SAMAJH AAYE !!
LOL LOL … yeh kahan sunna tum nay chamatkar thing?
And uff .. ur sister is actually so smart that I cant resist rofling … this is called brains and beauty
Uff ufff .. someone stop this laughter’s mango 
*sympathizes ali*
ROFL.. that chamatkar thing is cracking me up!
Hello dude, what do you do that takes so long to get ready in the mornings!! I take 10 minutes MAX.
But to be fair.. she was kinda mean.
@Rofl
I take 10 minutes MAX.
U just get out of the bed.. and you’re ready to go, right? :p
@Ali
Ali, niklo bathroom se, main chhor ke chali jaoon gi!
Bigg lolzzzzz…
Abay insan bann! i’m damn sure k wahan bhi so jaty hogy tum:)
@Aamir: No, I get out of bed, brush my teeth, wash my face and change. Then I’m ready to go.
Oh wait, I brush my hair too!
and it takes 10 minutes? i mean i aint talking about the shooting u might be doing, i mean what happens in the real life?
Seriously, it takes 10 minutes! Okay, if you want me to say it takes longer, than 15.
UB – ACCA is crap!
Asma – My cousin. And there are no brains or beauty in my sister.
Saira – I need to empty myself before going to office.
Aamir – Agar so sakta to zaroor so jata.
Aamir & Saira – Keep it going, ahista ahista pol khul rahay hain.
add some more minutes… even 15 wont do. even if you consume 3,4 minutes on each of the things u mentioned above, it would exceed 15 minutes
Conclusion: Ali, you’re right, man!
Ufff!! It brings back all the morning-rush memories from home
You sister was kind of mean but that’s how sisters are sometimes. Post the nice stuff too. Burai kerke sympathies chaiye apko?
See it can’t be taking longer than 15 cause my alarm goes off at 6:10 and I leave home at 6:25 sharp
Komal – There is no nice stuff!
Saira – Chhoriyan maarna to koi tum se seekhay!
@Saira
I cant believe.
@Ali
when do you get up? and how mutsh time do you take to empty yourself?
What’s that?!
@Aamir: You don’t have to.
@Saira
*turns his face aside*
Hmm, i know
LOL!
And btw my name is not Saira it’s siras, that’s just Snivelly up there having his fun.
Saira – Chhoriyan means chhori hui baatein.
Aamir – I get up between 7:30 and 8:00. Take half an hour to set it all free.
uh, ok.
*regrets asking the question*
@Saira+s
oh,i see.. sorry
waisy dznt Sairs seem like the name of sm planet?
*sound
woweeee what a birds eye view
Birds eye view?
Birds eye view?
LOL! Yeah, maybe it does, never thought of it like that actually!
do think weird – that’s what begets creativity.
if u have one, try to put the world map upside down. and do this for things as well, you’ll be surprised at the new look of the things.. and i mean things. don’t try this with small kids, or other persons
*other things
*or other poor creatures (at the end of comment)
:p
You are so funnii, in a cute way… it’s was v funny to read this, by the way, why did you delete your picture, you looked so nice in it..
been reading ur blog for sometime, but this is da first time im commenting!
Thanks a lot!
Nice to know you read my blog. Girls are always welcome, guys can go to hell.
Err…which picture are you referring to?
salay, jaan k anjan ban raha hai! wahi jis main tera dhobra dikhayi deta tha, na k ye jin ka bacha! dekh tumhare comment main Senilius k qareeb jo pic hai…
the baby’s said u lookd so nice… so put it up again. wonchu, u ghonchu?
*adjusts himself to avoid any punch*
da one u had a while ago… it looked cool. i dont remember exactly how old
girls welcome.. guys to hell? hahaa.. hw sweeeet <3
Jhootay! I am SO darn sure there are tons of your favourite memories related to her!!
Aamir – Something’s burning. Jealousy is not a good thing my friend. And we’re meeting tonight so play safe.
Sadiqa – That was many months ago. Lady you’ve been reading my blog for quite some time!
I changed it before I went from SAWJ to Senilius. I’ve been feeling like the Grim Reaper for a long time now.
Komal – Yeah, she brings me cake from The Forum sometimes. But should I mention that I have to coax and threaten her with dire consequences for that?
@Senilius
I think I’ve read this word smwhr before – jelousy[sic]
:p
see, the girl liked th pic.. put that up again!
*waiting*
–
jinga lala!
Tujhay kya jaldi hai be?
coz mujhy bhi us pic main ’so funnii, in a cute way’ dikhty ho ツ
Dude, that was seriously gay!
lolzzzzzz….. have u watched Dostana lately?
So you’ve been watching Dostana, eh? Dude, I know we’re friends but maan ka ladla abhi itna bhi nahin bigra hai, samjhay?
lol – u did the right thing
she was late. why should u suffer.
tomorrow u do the same thing to her.
say you’ll leave if shez not in the car at nine
and then she can get an absent at work
There’s a big problem: parents and grandpa always protecting her. Nobody takes my side.
Gosh you finally posted something READABLE… thanks a million =P
You know what, I’ve been waiting all these days for you to post something =D
Because those religious sorta posts that you’ve posted… I’m not into them… And we don’t have that enough bytes thingy *confused* to watch videos ):
Anyway, I’m in a hurry… I’ll read it ASAP (:
Regards.
You’re welcome!
Which religious sorta posts are you talking about?
Dude. We should have a club or something for people who have inconveniencing sisters! Hell, that’s everyone!
I wonder why people are bitching about their sisters :O
Do my brothers do the same behind my back?
*head spinning*
And Oey, threatening and stuff is a part of getting cakes and stuff. I am sure you do it too when you have something special like a dark chocolate fudge cake yummmmm!
Absar – Yeah, lets!
Komal – My sister can only plead, or go complain to my parents or grandfather.
Absar – Komal just called you a bitch!
Trip To Syria: The Lioness’s Den => This. I gave a brief look and it sounded all so religious ):
Tum karo to chamatkaar, hum karein to balaatkaar? => I didn’t get it ): And I don’t know about the places mentioned in the post ):
But it was funny…
We’ve some sorta daily routine here, too
Sometimes it’s fun… other times it’s a row early in the morning ):
And 9am… WOW!!!!!!!! I wake up at 6a.m.
That’s three hours early.
Bad, bad you
*same
P.S. But I DON’T say bad stuff behind my brother’s back… ):
That’s kinda unfair.
take it from me; his sis is very lenient — this apparently acha banda is toooo bad…
he oesn’t know how to hold on to persons who he cares for a lot [a subtle hint for you, Ali]
Momal – Trip To Syria is my travel log. And I sleep at 2 am or after. And wake up around 8 am.
Chamatkaar means “Miracle” (I think) and Balaatkaar is…err…rape.
And I don’t say bad stuff behind my brother’s back either. I don’t have one!
Aamir – I care about no one. A subtle hint for you!