^ lol, that reminds me, about 2 bakra eids ago, we bought this cow for sacrificing, kher it turmed out to be really kharrant so none of the kids could walk it around the neighbourhood… my bro took it out once and it ran away we got some Saraiki loug to chase it down and bring it home, thank God for them, warna humey aik aur khareedni paRh ti.
In summer time we used to play cricket alot in galli, mohallas, and break some windows, and lamps. Ammi aur neighbor aunty ka aik saath awaz dayna " ghar aajao...bhoot dhoop hai..jal jao gay" oh god missing those days.
AAhhhh Good old days, I remember my nani had jaaman trees in her house and all of us cousins around 10-12 were always so excited to go there in summers