Re: chicken
shabbash meray sher, that was one funny journal entry.
One time I was walking my dog around midnight on a freezing winter night. In the dim street lights I noticed a young person walking towards us, about 100 feet from us. He had just appeared out of nowhere and had a peculiar appearence. This was mid 90s and he had bell bottomed pants and had long 70s hair and a fitting shirt and the oddest thing was that he had dark, big framed sunglasses on. The only reason I noticed him was that my dog stopped in his tracks and then started walking towards him in a low hunched position. This was on the 11th avenue and there was no sectors 11 in Islamabad, all wilderness. I looked at my dog for a split second to calm him and when I looked up again the man had disappered. I let my dog loose as by this time he was tugging me with him, this is a 27" tall german shepherd I am talking about. He darted towards the wild bushes where I had last seen the man. I ran after the dog and about 50-100 feet into the kutcha I found myslef between 20/25 graves. My dog was running around from grave to grave sniffing the ground. We spent the next 15 minutes in the graveyard till Boris lost interest and calmed down and then we walked back home.
Kutch nahi hota, ghar jao.