Almost one week later, things are no brighter.
Apparently on Monday, Mr. Senior Manager of Forde…err…For…uh…whatever, decided to complement Mr. Manager’s terrorizing effect on my sister by dropping in unannounced and asking her why she was late. Which in turn led to me being the target of frustration of the whole family, as always.
On Tuesday, she announced that her new leaving time would be 8:15 am, not 8:45 am. When my mom tried to wake me up at 7 am, I decided, in my sleep, to go to office by myself in hopes that the car would be back by 9 am. Ain’t the first time I was wrong.
As expected, both her Manager and Senior Manager don’t mind twenty minutes of make-up and other uselessly wasteful stuff. I woke up at eight, only to find her in the bathroom. Later on, when I was in the bathroom, she announced that she would leave after eight-thirty as one liability on her had been killed by my selfless decision to go by myself.
I got ready around 9:45 am, and my grandfather dropped me off. I was more than late but I could afford it as my bosses were busy with their exhibit at the ITConnect Expo.
As my luck has had it multiple times, another was no surprise: Mr. Senior Manager failed to show up. He postponed his visit by one day to…yes….today. The whole world wants to see me miserable.
My sister left this morning, again at “8:15 am”. And I being the smartest and most agile guy in the world, got ready at ten. Thinking that everything was going fine, I got out of the shower only to be verbally clobbered by my mom with a lecture on punctuality.
Got into a fight with her and after watching all my counterattacks being gunned down by her ultrasonic comebacks, I resorted to the last tactic in my arsenal: self-annihilation!
Well, not exactly. You wouldn’t call “refusing to eat breakfast” that.
This tactic worked, until she decided to use her last one as well: Call Daddy!
I fought valiantly, like a brave soldier to the last drop of my willpower and resisted the temptation of omelette and toast but her last attack made me shit my pants.
You won the battle mom, but you ain’t winnin’ the war: Daddy ain’t always home!
Now I’m sitting in office, feeling luckier than ever after being informed that Mr. Boss was inquiring into our arrival timings in the morning before leaving for the exhibit.
Someone kill me please!
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LMAO!!
It’s hilarious. I love how you explained the fight with your mom. And, refusing to eat breakfast/lunch/dinner used to be my ultimate reaction when my mood was off
oh i know how completely irritating it can be to share a car in karachi!
because i had to be at work at 8 30, which was absolutely torture by itself, i also had to share it with school going kids whose school was literally on the other side of karachi..
aah, torture!
Dishum dishum
That’s me killing you.
Absar – Chal be, tu bara punctual hai? Tera fine bhi hamesha mujh se zyada aaya hai.
Komal – Thank you!
Yeah, going on a hunger strike is indeed the ideal choice for hurting mommies and it works…well, most of the time.
Dysfunctional – Tell me about it!
Welcome to my blog!
Saira – Did you use the gun in my dp?
No, seriously, I want it to be for real.
And I thought I was the only drama queen left on this planet
Thanks to your post, I am grinning at my computer screen despite my unsuccessful attempts to looks serious and busy and that is certainly earning me weird glances from my boss
You enjoy being in trouble, don’t you?
Ab to aadat si hai mujh koooo….
Oy! Tere gate ke bahar park kar ke kon khara rehta tha! Now I can’t even count all the times hearing your mom say “Absar, beta Ali to abhi bathroom mein hai!!”
Waise teri blog pe hamaysha bathroom ka itna zikar kyun rehta hai?
Chal be!
Dunno man, I’m a shitty guy!
I would do it gladly
but I’m really not interested in spending the rest of my life in jail 
Don’t worry, I’ll come back from the dead to tell them it was my wish.
bechaaaaaaraaaaaaaaaaa
duuuuuuude
yeh to bad scene hai
Woh to hai.
You’ll come back as a ghost!
Bhai, rehne do, tum zinda hi raho, sab ke liye yehi behtar hai.
Naah, everyone would be better off with me dead.
Okay, enough joking.
No one’s going to kill you and you are going to have to live. So you better start dealing with it.
You remember you kept telling me life is a blessing. Well, you need to take your own advice
Awww crap! Why do I always dig holes for myself?
LOL .. bahan kay saath hi chalay jaya karo .. kabhi tu pohncho gay waqt par
And I’m loving ur mom .. she knows how to tackle kids like you
Can’t anyone take my side for once?
Someone kill me please!
I offer my services. I charge arms and legs for such target killing.. but since you’re a goofriend of min – and so dear to me, not mention – i’d kill you for nothing!
Say?
*no bhagana this time*
Sure, as soon as you’re free.
Wow… you’re an office goin guy
And why don’t you kill yourself?
Unfortunately yes, I’m an office going guy. And killing myself would be too tiresome. I’m looking for volunteers.
i think its high time THE SISTER commented here too!
Dude bathroom ka zikr itna is liye aata hai cos ali takes TWO HOURS IN THE BATHROOM IRRESPECTIVE OF TIME, LOCATION OR NEED :@
in the morning, he wakes up at 8, watches tv, has tea while im going around getting ready cos i have to reach office by 9.30….at 8.45 he decides k MAYBEits time to got take a shower now….the time wen i have to LEAVE in order to get to work on time….its a 45 minute drive! Trust me he deserves all the crap he gets
Abe chal! I get ready by nine but you have to leave by 8:45 everyday I decide to go with you. When I don’t, you leave at 9:15, hypocrite!
Sigh! Who is to be believed? Ali – teri credibility pe waise hi question marks hain =P
Wese no seriously, you’ve got to tidy up your stuff – GET PUNCTUAL!
Do you want to see 22 or not?
I’m usually the first guy to arrive in office dhakkan.
Must be some office
I agree with Raza, Must be *some* office then! LoL!
Why do you dig holes for yourself.. hmm.. so that there’s no way out!
Take your own advice dude. And cheer up.
Raza & Ammar – *middle finger*
Siras – Not possible. In the past few months, the only time I was happy was when I went to Syria.
Everything is possible. If you just put your mind to it.
That’s way too much you’re asking!
Agree with Ammar…
however, Ali, i’m in line with you in lethargy
except the chunk of bathroom going.
jhina la la! :p
Not possible. In the past few months, the only time I was happy was when I went to Syria.
and when we went to FAST to just to wait for hours for Ammar bhai?? woh? and the ‘race’ we had on return? *firing k khof se..sshhh!*
Agree with Ammar…
*middle finger for you too*
and when we went to FAST to just to wait for hours for Ammar bhai?? woh? and the ‘race’ we had on return? *firing k khof se..sshhh!*
That was shughal man. Temporary happiness. Us ke baad tu ne hi depress kiya hai mujhe!
Aur firing ke khauf se nahin, for fun only!
LoL @ Aamir :p
Tu bach k kahan jayega Ali?
Kis se bach ke?
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log bare hogaye hain.. time ki ehmiat seekh len..
Baqi log bhi to seekhein!
pehla qadam khud uthana chahiye.. =p
Utha hi na lein kaheen hum.