I don't understand.

Whenever I meet some desi friend, the first comment I get is about my Tind - without exception.




But none of my German colleague seem to care. So why are Desi's obssessed with hair?


Ab maira sarr hay, maiN baal rakhooN ya Tind (as if I had a choice, ).

So this is my new look, what say you guys?

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In coming days you will be reading Fazloo's adventures. So I thought to give a short intro to this family.

Fazloo: His real name is Fazal Deen. Fazloo is a freelancer and a born detective. Everyone consults him when they run into trouble. He changes his business quite often, so it is hard to remember what was it he doing last time. He is gifted with a brilliant investigative brain.

BashiraaN Bibi aka. Begham Fazloo is a house wife and source of Fazloo's valuable information....

To lee jiye... Byaan hay.


13 years ago (first from left):

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5 years ago:

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Not so old:

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Aur aaney wali Zindagi ka to Khudha hi behtar jaanta hay,

So guess who is this?




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Part Two:

I am not sure if it was the heavy drilling by the neighbor or Begum's thunderous voice that brought me back to senses. It could be combination of both.

Begum was standing right there with raised eyebrows, but she must have noticed something very unusual on my pale face that she decided to hold her hostile fire and instead opt for the friendlier version. "OK, lets talk about this. What is it that she wants now?, she demanded.

I wanted to tell...

Inspired by likes of Sherlock Holmes, Imran Series, Inspector Jamshed Series, etc. I am thinking to write a Fazloo series for GS.


What do you guys think of this?

You are the only one that i ever loved
you are the only one that i ever lost
Dead beutiful romance still sleeps on cold ground a neverending long way
to reach your arms the light can no longer shine, emptiness drinking of my veins
you are the only one still i search for your cold heart, grief always embraces my heart
I remember you are my last love you are the only one
I remember you are my last love cold skin and blue cold lips undying in my heart...

Yay Din har ek pay aata hay....







Ham pay bhi aaya...




Kabhi.

EDIT: On second thoughts, tasweer rehnay hi daitay haiN, :

All started with that envelope.

Curiously enough, my name was spelled right. And for a change my gender was correctly mentioned.

Phew.. it can’t be yet another warning from my Landlord!

For some strange reason, the landlord thinks my moustache is not proof enough for my masculinity. Once when I protested, he came up with the pearl, “Eh… I apologize for the confusion.., but all these Turkish women also seem to have moustache..”. What on earth!
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This riddle drove me crazy for so many days, and you can't imagine my joy once I solved it! This is pure evil. A great example why should you always think simple, haha! Lets see how quickly you guys can find the solution. Here it is:

OK, I have decided to collect every day few funny posts in my blogs. Any post which makes me laugh will qualify here.

Here is the first collection of selected posts (with a little edition) for today:

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Cheegum:

on my Fido cell phone (Sony Ericsson T610). It said that i am recieving internet settings and that i should press YES to install. This was followed by another message 30 seconds later that asked me to press Yes or No to install. I pressed

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