'twas a gabru jawaan by the name of anil khan who came all the way down to hunza valley and bore gifts like chalgozaay and badaam pistay…all the village kids ran after him..some wiping their snot on his shirt..others pulling his hair. he battled it all…just to catch a glance at me while i was swatting flies and trying to kill the maindak in my house.
he proposed after seeing how fair and lovely i looked with my tibet snow fairness cream and green contacts (that my uncle from abraaad sent) and after tasting my kashmiri chai (which actually auntie muneera had made 
) and i went …hai allah!!! and ran into the fields and sang a full five minute song swinging from the trees. 