some days at taraweeh i have a bad luck
the other day ,there was this aunti which smelt JUST LIKE TEIL(oil):no: and i dont know how i managed to survive
and then some days i get to stand with pagal bachay:vivo: who start their namaz and then once imam is reading from quran tehy begin to itch/play with their dress and the worst ,they begin to stare people at the back!
and then there are people who read SO loud during namaz that i begin to forget what i have to read and they sound like saying “gulgogoglgogoogog”
and lastly how can i forget the pendulum aunties:emmy:they move sideways and keep touching me time to time.I so want to push them to the otherside dhakka de ke noone touches me!
