most respectfully i beg to say

18Nov08

in every fat man there is a thin man screaming to get out. in every colonial desi man there is a gora screaming to get out. in every fat colonial desi man there is a thin gora screaming to get out. which is why i have deep sympathies for the thin goras at barbecue delight […]

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scene no. 876 (a comedy called life)

11Nov08

i’ve never been to jamaica. not in the physical sense anyway. but if i had, i would expect to run into a bunch of people with dreadlocks, boomboxes on their shoulders, jigging it up to sean paul’s finest on the streets. or another bunch of people, also with dreadlocks or braids in a low rider, […]

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telling lies? no baba

06Nov08

i apologise. i have disrespected the pakilandish engish teaching system loud and long, with a special focus on the parha likha punjab. this was totally uncalled for and i now acknowledge that inzimam ul haq sounds like an oxford don when compared with some of his fellow punjabis from across the border. respect, also, to […]

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