You get eaten from inside by it. People eat you from outside because of it. It’s an all-round feast. So what do you do? You keep on smoking, because that’s the only thing that drowns the pain…till you die.
Saira is responsible for this! I Rule, You Rule, We Rule The idea is, to list five items in each category and not necessarily in order of liking. You can always add or subtract categories according to your will. Then tag five lovely people to be the next ones to take this quiz. Favorite Words: Read More
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 Read More
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 Read More
Picking up from where I left, I returned home after the Shaam-e-Ghariban majlis. My parents were too worried about my back and making me feel like a Mummy-Daddy kid. They weren’t letting me pick up any weights in case my stitches came apart and I was like “What the hell, it’s no big deal!” They Read More