I once told all the girls in my P.E class that I had a baby and that the scar on my stomach was a cesarean section scar. They all believed me
I told my uni friends that I was engaged to ‘some guy from back home’ and showed them a pic of Sultan Rahi. They believed me.
-I once gave a friend a wrapped present for his birthday, a massive box, and told him it was an Xbox. The look in his eyes was indescribeable, he almost cried. Then he opened it and found a George Foreman Grill instead. He was not impressed
Okay mine is mostly lies, but I can’t think of anymore.
Oh, one of my friends has an identical twin. She told her twin to go meet her boyfriend (who didn’t know she had a twin) and pretend to be her, then came out 5 mins later and scared the life out of him. Great fun
As kids i gave my younger brother my own shirt to wear(he was shouting from the shower for clothes and I was annoyed) and he came out wearing it and asked mom ‘nai hai?’ It had lil girly boobies:halo:
Thats the only one I can think of right now:(
Waaay too many. From composing fake love letters, to convincing my brother’s best friend that he should wear an abaaya when he prays (he actually did it), to pretending to be a teacher and prank-calling a classmate’s parents and telling them their kid is failing, to sticking a fake lizard on the wall and getting both of my parents to go after it with a broom, to making up things about my life, (my students were disappointed that I never worked as a mortician) etc. And I do it with a straight face and an even voice. I was a rotten kid. :no: And to an extent…I still am. :hinna:
when i was living in my village, we had all kinds of freedom and no fear of being harmed. it was extremely safe to hang out all night and that’s what we used to do on a regular basis. village people [males] often sleep outside their homes during summer for various reasons and we were shaitaan enuf to take advantage of that practice.
we use to go out hunting people at night who slept outside their homes and make them targets of our pranks called ‘faaKhta lagaanaa’ :). we would make a wick out of the cigarette wrapping paper found in the cigarette boxes and stick that between the toes and then lighting it…we would hide behind a tree or a wall and wait for the flame to touch his feet…OMG…as soon as the fire touched his feet, jumped up N down half asleep NOT knowing what happened and then wondering who did it! lol…we would then come out laughing and he would chase us swearing ALL Urdu gaalis…lol…it was fun but now i know it was wrong to do that but hey, we were kids back then lol
one night, on our similar expedition, we notched it up a lil…we found one guy sleeping with bed sheets over his body…completely coverd from head to toe. we took along with us scrapes of meat and laid those pieces evenly over his body…then, we hid behind a wall and waited for the dogs to come by. it wasn’t too long before a few dogs jumped on him and the scene after that was so funny!..just imagine the guy being attacked by dogs while asleep in the middle of the night…i’ll leave that to ur imagination…
This is from 1997 or 1998 i forget but it was the late 90s and we were still little kids. I remember my cousin used to boast that he wasn't afraid of the dark and that we would dare each other to stand in the darkest part of the house. Whoever stood the longest won the dare. Now my cousin was a bit of a douche and he would always taunt me that he stood in the dark more than me.
To test his bravery i decided to pull a prank on him. I got my mother's burqha wore it and put the flap over my head. Then i took my socks and wore them over my hands and stood in the dark corner of the veranda. I then called upon my cousin and he unknowingly came running but when he didn't find me i started to come out of the dark shadows all scary looking look with my hands forward and walking slowly. Right then i saw my cousins brain had a shock LOL i saw his face muscles twitch and he fell down and foam started to come out of his mouth. LMAO at first i didn't know what happened i kicked him thinking that he was playing with me but he was actually going through some sort of a seizure. I called on the parents and everyone came and revived him and gave him water. I still taunt him about the incident to this day. My mother subsequently beat the crap out of me an hour later for almost killing my cousin.
Didn’t want to hurt this mom’s feelings who brought in donuts, cuz they looked icky, and so I told her I’m diabetic. She got scared thinking I might have tried a piece.
On day 1 of KG, this lady came in and asked who is supposed to ride home on the bus, and knowing full well that my mom was supposed to pick me up, I raised my hand and got put on the bus → just cuz I wanted a ride. My mom couldn’t find me at the pick up zone, and freaked out - I think the police were looking for me.
Her ID card had expired, so she got a letter to get her new card. Few days before, she had a not so pleasant conversation with the mayor’s secretary.
Unfortunately I read the letter and told her that because of the incident, they’re taking back Ammi jee’s citizenship
I started crying and said that she’d have to go back to Pakistan in the next 48 hours.
I loved her reaction. I called our neighbors, Khaalas and Uncles. Everybody was shocked. One khaala even started crying. Then Ammi Jee asked for the letter and I gave her. Uske baad na poocho
Reminds me of a prank my sister played on my husband…it was the day after our wedding (the chauti?) and she fed him a gulab jamun that was filled with laal mirchi
