11. I've tried having a burger for Sehri but not Iftaar but I have a feeling it tastes better in the latter part of the day. Perhaps you could enlighten me?

12. I was searching for pictures of pretty white horses. No, not unicorns or Dora's ponies but white stallions and this is what I found among the images. I couldn't help being interested because this just reminded me how far we have come: from horses to cars named after them. You know what really pleases me about this car? In spite of achieving so much, we haven't forgotten our source of inspiration for the origin of cars. If Ferrari remembers to praise white stallions, we should too.

13. To make the note lighter, let's fly away with the bubbles. Pop, pop, pop! Don't miss out on the lovely colour spectrum that dispersion creates because each bubble is a magical little world and all of its colours are precious.

14. Chocolate cookies! And they don't look burnt or any more crisp than they should be because they seem to have been baked on a colourful spring evening and not at 2 a.m. I WANT!

15. Quasars, radio galaxies or white holes. Call them whatever you'd like to because they are the next best thing after my dear Pulsars. A picture speaks a thousand words and there are quite a few pictures here.                                                                         Is it just me, or are the Quasars actually colour schemed to match my blog??? ZOMG ZOMG! *excited face*

16. I've never done anything quite so eccentric, other than riding in a truck with my class mates. I thought I could give this a try, leaving out the guns and all, of course. I will take the roses, however.

This is the most decent picture I could find of this 'term'. Makes my blog look evil? Please please?

17. OHMAIGAWWDDD!!!! Who doesn't love chicken wings??? Maybe I'll try having them for Iftaar.

Mujhe roza nahin lag raha, okay?

ZOMG! ZOMG! ZOMG! NOM! NOM! NOM! EEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! FOODDD!!!

18.  Hawaiian shirts! I'm gonna get one too. But I like Rio better. Do you think the Rio people will mind if I wear a Hawaiian shirt to Rio? Nah, I guess they're nice and hospitable and all.

Also, I want some bling. Okay, not really. But IT'S SO SHINY!!!! OHMAAGAAD MY EYES!

 

19. JALEBI! What more can I say?

20. Miscellaneous happiness : D

Free Delivery

Freedom, independence and liberty are all synonymous with each other and with the evening breeze of the National Independence Day mingled with the aroma of Shashlik.

Cuz that's where the breeze is

What could be more invigorating than the feel of fresh air in your hair while you ride beside a daigh in a Suzuki and tantalize your taste buds with Shashlik in your cozy little niche right after iftaar? To me it feels like the perfect celebration of national independence day: the free breeze and free food in the Suzuki that's free of smooth brakes and protective barriers that are meant to keep you from falling off. Though I would like to uplift your spirits further with the good news that even if you do fall off you will not have enough velocity to escape the earth. In fact the whole situation seems rather royal to me. It's like your kingdom and the daigh your throne? Though I would like to reiterate your attention towards the fact that the walls are low and you should do something about that in order to prevent the likes of Trojan War. After all, the throne is very very precious.

NOM NOM NOM!

Rocking on four wheels, you roll on the road, nestled comfortably in your warm spot like a hen guarding the daigh like its eggs. The world gawks at you in awe, stares in discomfort and confusion. If you wish you can imagine some track from 'Lord of the Rings' playing in the background. Meanwhile you think "I must be the dragon warrior, hence NOM NOM NOM! Must make the most of the journey...eating, that will certainly help cool down the fire raging within me and I shall find my inner peace."

It doesn't matter what the man on the motorbike thinks while he's staring at you as if his eyes will pop out any moment. What really matters is the aroma of ketchup and peppers in the soft, steamed rice; the chunky chicken and your stomach's delight.

PAKISTAN ZINDABAD!

The sky so lovely,
The sun obscure,
The breeze so lively,

Your emotions so pure. 

Your nation will be transcendent,
Its buds mature,
You feel with dignity,
That the day hasn't been a bore.
You feel independent,
You feel so sure,
You feel so free,
Like Kung Fu Panda's lore.



And having written all that, I feel QUITE lame but happily so, hoping it made you happy too :)