I have a horrible memory i admit…and i rarely remember anything from my childhood…
lets share few clips here and there…
The earliest i can go back is the first grade. When i was wearing a green dress and this big fat brown check pattern book bag on my shoulders. I remember very well they put me in in urdu medium [thats what they called class sections] my dad didnt know there was english medium as well. Right after 15 mins they put me in English medium.
I remember i was sitting on the first row right next to the door and i remember my mother looking through the glass and wooden door.
This was all in Jeddah - Pakistani Embassy School Jeddah… .
when my uncles locked me in washroom cause i called him kuta.. and i remember shouting like hell and giving continously galis
and then my uncle opened the door and said sorry and took me for ice cream
i think i was 4 years old as well
^aray yaar.. i just have to confess kay main bachpan sayhee gali dayta arahee ho.. parents tried everyday to stop it but naaaaaaaaa
my common galis are
khabees
ullu
pagal.
kuta
gatya
satya nas ho
door fitay moh
khambakhat
he forgot i was wid him..
gaaliayan, when you were 4 years old???
so why pashto
I dont maybe cuz it smy language so they sound more personal 