My Friend Pervez

Hamidm

I am looking forward to our meeting at a pub; Kelsey’s perhaps? But unfortunately time is not right these days. In a recent water-heater repairing accident I set all my facial hair and half of scalp ablaze. I look like a Hindu Pandit –sans war paint – these days and even a wig doesn’t help much. I don’t want to ruin our first rendezvous. In addition, me ordering V-8 tomato juice would be too much, for you to bear in one evening.

Honestly, I still don`t know what is different between now and then. Then I used to say ``I have Hindu friends`` and now I say ``I have friends who happen to be Hindus``. But such indignation tells me that something is wrong. I guess you have to be a Hindu to feel the difference.

urstruly,

.............. i know i will never forgive myself for saying this and i still think you are a flaming mullah and a hypocrite who will end up in guantanamo and you, all by your little self, personify what is wrong with islam and the muslims .................... but i loved your post #12 .............

..........maybe, you can be saved....... when you are ready for the baptism let me know and i will meet you at the local pub ...........after the baptism, we can celebrate your deliverance from the evil god who has tormented you all these years!


p.s. stuka, please don`t say things like this, even in jest ............ just the thought of being associated with the likes of urstruly gives me the heebi-jeebis ............ i`d rather make love to a one legged syphillitic whore on a three-legged charpoy while her dog is sniffing at my posterior ................so, please!

I did not know that ‘dhoti’ could fire such a fireworks… Basant, BeeSaakhi or any other event does not amuse us; we like to find any chance to FIRE…
You wanna shoot? Shoot! Don’t talk!
If its all about personal experiences then Urstruly had one…whats wrong with it?
‘dhoti’ is common in this part of world…then why it’s a match-box for some???
I think I will not go to HELL; I’m already there!

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Ref Urstruly #12

[May be they thought that Hindus were like those Pathans who kidnap little children and then fry them in a pan to prepare `Momiai` which can cure all diseases.]

Well, there goes the Durand Line!

Pardaisi

Mitha Ram Hostel - Pakistan Chowk, my friend.

Urstruly,

did you lived in police quarters near RatanTalao/Saeed Manzil?

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Why do I have a feeling that Urstruly is a fraud??? Post #12 has the humor and irony of a Hamidm post, not a Flamin Mullah. Is it possible that Urs/Hamidm are a Doppelganger?

Dear Hindus

I think your indignation is misplaced. I did have Hindu friends in the past – as a matter of fact I had Hindu class-mates and friends, as early as in Pakistan in engineering school. And I tell ya they were more than acquaintances because I did occasionally let them borrow my motorbike. As you know, one never lends his motorbike to an acquaintance you usually lend it to a friend. I`d let them use my bike despite the fact that I knew very well that they used it to transport hookers and desi liquor while claiming to transport their cousin with a broken leg to Ganesh Maharaj`s aashram at Ratan Talao; but I did let them use my bike because everything is fair between friends. Right?

When I was coming to USA the people from older generation advised me to trust a snake but never a Hindu. I scoffed at their ignorance. My parents got scared when they heard older people advising me to keep Hindus at poles length. May be they thought that Hindus were like those Pathans who kidnap little children and then fry them in a pan to prepare `Momiai` which can cure all diseases. They had no idea that Hindus still lived in Pakistan and I had been chummy with them already. I scoffed at my parents too.

I was going to become a white man soon and I used to scoff at almost everything in those days. I was learning to be as politically correct as possible, just like white man, and I was busy giving my `sorry` and `thank you` a spit shine in those days. I was learning how to hide `tuhaadi bhen nu…..` under a broad smile just like white man in those days.

And then I came to USA, where 90% of brown things are Hindus. I forgot my parent`s and older people`s advices; and I forgot my Mom`s pleading and again became chummy with Hindus. I even became roommate with some of them. Oh heck! With some of them I even went through the ultimate ritual of men`s universal brotherhood i.e. skirt chasing aka bhoondi.

But soon the white man`s political correctness began to fade away just like the color of a cheap made-in-Bangladesh underwear. I just couldn`t put my finger on it but I sensed that there was something wrong with my friends. May be it is my fault that I un-intentionally shifted my focus to darker Africans – Africans who were Muslims but with non-Muslim sounding names. May be it was the conversation with them that I started feeling that Hindus were like those loving and caring wives who poke needles into the voodoo dolls of their husbands while they are asleep; or they were like shias who put a dead man`s used bathing water into the tea of their unsuspecting un-shea guests. They were like Quadianis who….. And then that cow thing. The stench became unbearable. I still cannot stand a moment in a south Indian grocery store. Things are becoming even more complicated everyday. Sometimes I do think that life was quite easy with white man`s PC thing. But I am in a downward spiral – complications are beginning to intrigue me again. I think I will go to hell.

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