I’m feeling really homesick right now 
So i wanna hear your favourite memories of Pakistan, why is it when my folk call me from there i feel so happy and so homesick at the same time 
Aaaanywaay just want to hear and share some nice memories. 
I remmeber years ago my cousins came to Pakistan from England, i was told to look after them, they were just a little boy about 14 and a girl about 10 years old, and my mother and father told me to take care of them when we went out.
I’d always been the soldier type so i said Okay not realising how different the kids had been brought up. For a start they were both a little bit fat, and it was really awkward taking them around becuase it was easy to see they were valeyti 
I remmeber one night they ran to me screaming… thier parents had gone somewhere for the evening and they left the kids to sleep indoors, while i slept outside with my rifle in the havelli. I asked them whats the matter you should be asleep. I was really worried becuase they were both scared really badly and i thought there was a fire or something.
I remmeber little Sulieman crying and telling me " Papaa Jee, uthe kaamre vich koi cheese hain?! 
"
So off i went with loaded gun, on the way i asked him what it was, sometimes they would wake me up becuase they saw big spiders of scorpions and once in a while they would get scared by gecko’s. But this time i heard Sulieman and his sister wailing and moaning, about something horrible and scary that was flying around.
I asked them what do they mean flying thing? At this point even i got a bit worried 
what sort of creature flies thats big and scary like a bhooth or churail? Allah help me i thought so i told them to hold back while i go in thier with a sword instead 
swords can beat anything supernatural i thought
Anyway i found thier room totally empty? I began to think i was the victim of a prank, but they werent faking something had scared the hell outta those kids and they didn’t wanna go back in there. So i waited for a while and then i saw what it was…
Rising from a corner of the room there was aloud buzzing noise and a massive boonde (dung beetle flew acroos the room) To be honest it was hillarious! The way those kids were screaming and all, so i whacked it with the rifle butt and job done told the kids to sleep in peace, and if there were any more flying things wait for them to land then sqaush them! 
Poor Sulieamn he’d never seen a beetle that could fly before! 
now i’m in England too i can’t blame them the biggest (well only beetle) they have here i have seen was a ladybird 
Fying cheez hahahah
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hehehehen :D..
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And i was so worried too at the time… hahaha unforgetable moment! i keep teasing Sulieamn with that all the time, but masha-Allah he’s grown up to be a big boy now
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Speaking of growing up what are the Mellas like over there these days? I have lots of fond memories of the fairs!
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I’ve remembered my cousins were also faced the situation when first time they visit paksitan
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eewwww…dung beetle would scare the jeebies out of me too!
awww Faris! 
for being homesick! Are you going back to Pakistan anytime soon?
I remember riding a tanga in Pakistan and it was the best experience ever. I enjoyed it so much purely because I loved horses and the tanga wallah didn’t mind taking us all over Pindi in it. Now I hardly see tangas in Pakistan. Just lots and lots of Toyata Corollas
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^ @ Sannan 
hahaha
I remmeber i used to catch fireflies for them to put in jars for a while, but they used to moan when i let them fly away after a while… but i told them it was cruel to keep the little things locked too long… in Potowar they call the fireflies Jugnoo! thats also a brilliant film from the 50’s too!
@ Stardust09
Salaamz sister, yeah i used to see loads of tangas and there were even ghada garees and bhel (Ox carts) but dont see no more i guess these days it’s all become modern 
Insha-Allah by this time next year 
i’ll be home under the mango tree with my beloved
can’t wait to go back home! I really miss my fammily too, two of my brothers live here but my little brothers over there and i worry about him lots becuase he was kidnapped years ago… but i managed to find him in time… thats another story …
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I’ve remembered we have one small shop in our sector and the shop keeper name Masa Jamalo … once my senior friend right something on the left side of his shop and call me Sanna just read it loudly what is it ???
I read it loudly "Yah Dukaana daar 420 hay "
u can’t imagine how much we both have to run infront of Masa Jamalo :shoaby:
Allah Masa Jamalo ko apnay jawar-e-rehmat mein jagah day …
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^ Hahahaa maaza ayaa bachpaan ka
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I remember as a kid i used to get into a lot of trouble with cammels in the village, the muhajir fammilies and i used to get on really well but thier cammels used to attack me, i think it was the gunnay in my pocket they waz after but it always left me scared, then when i grew up i kicked a cammel from a backflip and it ran away score 
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O Bhai aik Dafa Masa Jamalo key wife Massi Batoli is going somewhere and we were playing cricket as usual with tennis ball. She was always afraid that we play with iron ball.
Suddenly i play shot and it directly hit Masi’s and she put her hands on stomach and star crying "Lohay Key Gindi Lag Gai, Lahay Key " … as usual Masa Jamalo was out of the shop and we were running in the street
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There used to be this nasty mathandah in the gallaay opposite our house in Pakistan, he was always abusing the girls and although he was beaten up many times the badmash never stopped it, one day i came back from high school after four weeks away, my hair was really long at that time (still is) and i was walking back to my home from my aunties, with my cousin Iram who is a girl i was heloing her fetch water… and we saw that ganja fella in the gallaay.
I told Iram to walk to the left side and i would walk on the right nearest him. We were both young and Iram walked past him with me and he tried to grab me 
so i stopped and let him have a fist right on his ganja head 
, to my amazement i dropped him in one hit and it was so funny later on they say some massalleee servants had to wake him up, and he was shouting kahaan hain wo badmaash larkee! Usna to dupatah hee naheen pehna! But nobody believed him becuase there werent any girls without duppata!
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Masa Jamal & Massi Batooli had only one son name “Allah Bachaya” and loved him a lot … he was 9 years old whenever Massi Saw him standing outside of his house says “A Allah Bachay Tanuun Goodi Chuk Loon” (o son let me allow to take u in my lap) and he just spread his arms longer then a moneky around the neck of massi and jumps into her laps …
But we are the one at that time Start singing
Allah Bachaya
Chaki Tallay Aaya
Phir Massi apnay Allah Bachay ko zameen par tapkati aur jotti lay kar hamaray peechay
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^ Waah jee wah kaise yaaden!
We used to have a Puppoe called Zaroof, she was massive and would never do anything usefull, when i used to come back from my duty in the Army everyone would cook me a nice meal, but Puppoe Zaroof would take 8hrs (eight hours) just to warm the pan! Taught me to visit her house last, and the dinner still wasn’t ready!
Also if you ever asked her for something like Puppoe have you seen my hat 
or something she would go off to look for it, and poor lady would probably fall asleep or something, and come back after ages to say sorry still looking
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i’m missing my child hood Faris Bhai
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Me too, but we cant bring whats back just share and spread the mischief
Insha-Allah this time we will be older, stronger, and more playfull than ever before! IU cant wait to go back and start playing pranks
Best share the love and spread out some new ideas for when i go back. Dont tell my Puppoe Zaroof, otherwise my plane tickets wont be sent for another century 
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Yaar what sort of sweets are there still around in Pakistan, i sued to love chewing paan with my muhajir neighbours, and playing out and buying ice cream from the towns, and i hear they have slush ices in Pakistan as well these days is it true
when did you grow up sannan?
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^ Good question our body’s get old but we never seem to grwo up! :shoaby: