Diary of a Social Butterfly

Thanks God we don’t live in the West yaar. So many museebuts over there. Such big, big problems. Covid, so many deads, economic melldown, global warning. Here tau we have only one problem. And that’s fahaashi.  Vaisay I don’t know why we are so fahaash. Must be in our jeans only, just as mehnat is in jeans of Chinese, and vegetables are in jeans of Indians and bullying is in jeans of America. It is in our jeans to sing and dance even when we are only eating a biscuit. We like making marry na. It’s our hobby. That and ghaddari. But they’re bad hobbies because if we weren’t singing and dancing and doing time waste in fashashi and ghaddari just think how great we could be.

But agar socha jaye tau all these top ki countries they are also a little bit fahaash no? I mean in France they’re forever lying around nanga on beaches and in Germany men are running around in tight leather ki shorts (such cheeks, vaisay!) and in America tau they are so vahyaat, so vahyaat kay don’t even ask. Even in brother country Dubai they are serving wine shine and people are ghussoing into clubs and bars all cheek by bowel. Aur tau aur even in Ertugrulabad, oho baba Turkey only, they are allowing people to do drinking shrinking in restaurants and swimming in the sea. And not like here where we swim fully clothed so our shalwars balloon up like parachutes in the water. Vahaan tau they are actually wearing bikinis. Even Halima Hatun herself, wears such naughty clothes. Imagine karo! So how are these countries doing so well then? Haan? Full of tourists and busy econmy, and their people all fat rich and healthy. I mean, why is fahsaashi holding us back and not them? Maybe it is because we mix fahaashi with biscuit eating. We should do one thing or the other na. In fact even worst, it is because we are fahaash biscuit eating ghaddars. Tau bus phir…