Diary of a Social Butterfly

Diary of a Social Butterfly
My new years’ revolution is to get vaccinated. I have to keep myself safe baba. So whatever happens, before summers come I’m going to get a Covid ka teeka. Bus. Vaisay tau I would have caught first flight to London and got it from Cromwell hospital only but London has become factory of new Covid stains. I hear their wards are khacha khuch with Covid patients and in some places tau they’ve even run out of vibrators for patients who can’t breathe on their own. Imagine karo! Over the night Brexit has turned them into a poor brown country. Next they’ll be having an army coo like us and their top General will be coming on TV to say ‘meray aziz humwatano…’

Suna hai Dubai mein they’re also ejecting but you have to be either Emirati or have residence. Vaisay Arabs are very mean like that. Always thinking of themselves only and hogging everything. What happened to the ummah haan? I said to Janoo kay chalo let’s go and reside in Royal Mirage Hotel. That way they’ll have to eject us also. He said it doesn’t work like that. Aik tau Janoo also is so negative na. It’s good thing that he’s Covid negative but unfortunately he is everything else negative also.

People are saying Chinese teeka is coming here but everyone knows everything made in China is do number ka maal. Which means you probably get Covid ka teeka and immediately die of cholera instead. Russians have also made but between you me and the four walls I don’t trust them because I think so they’ll be full of side effects. After taking Russian teeka you probably become communist and start spelling your name Czara.  And I’m worried kay Indians wallah contains cow urine. In any case Modi would rather die than give to us. Khair, we are also not wanting his ejections. So there.

Best hai to wait till summers and then go to London and do Harrods ki sale and ejection all in one trip. Because honestly I tau trust only white teekas. And who knows? Its side effect might be fear skin and blonde hairs.