Charity

is the guy nuts or what? is he trying to surprise people?

O I thought it was pretty good, edge. Temprol shib/sahiba, Ive been reading your past stuff and let me tell you much of it was excellent. I`ll keep an eye out for you next time.

Not a literary marvel temporal had hoped this would be. Oh well, all amateurs start somewhere.

temporal sahab...
if THIS thing can be printed on front page... i think i can churn out better garbage in a shorter period of time...now! don`t object on period of time...it`s modern english...;)

Just for the sake of gender equality:


Cursing at the random speed bumps put up by the area residents on Salim Singh Street the old lady was accosted by Shah. “Hut ja bhikari,”* she yelled. Kids hanging around the corner ration shop repeated in chorus, ``Hut ja bhikari.``*

“Bibijee meri paanch jawaan betiyaan haiN,”** Shah pleaded.

She searched her purse and found a driving license, an American Express and a Habib Debit Card. “Do you have some money?” “No,” replied Nigar who was wearing the diamond earings and the gold chain he had ordered for the wedding.

Old lady was the remorseless owner of the A-G conglomerate, Allahwala Group. She was on the motorway with her bejeweled cohabitant Nigar, driving to a wedding.

At the reception old lady met Shakeer, a peroxide blonde with streaks in his hair. She smiled at him.

On the way back, she exited the motorway, drove a few miles in the country, stopped, and asked a dozing Nigar out of the car. A single bullet to the head and he was dead. She removed his jewelry, putting them in her handkerchief, before dumping his body under nearby bushes.

Back into the city and the speed bumps, she recognised the ration shop, now closed. There were some kids still hanging around. She enquired about Shah. One of them volunteered to lead her to his shack. She knocked at the rickety door. When Shah answered she gave him the jewelry wrapped in the handkerchief and said, “Lay shadi keraday oonki.”***

Back at the bungalow she showered, then called her friend at the police station, “O yaar dakkoo’ouN nay Nigar ko kidnap karliya.”****


Footnote: *Get lost, you begger
** Madam I have five grown daughters
***Go get them married off
****Nigar has been kidnapped

Sorry t: I didn’t get it (although I got a little more after reading your responses to some of the interacts)! I think this character is nuts and probably needed help (and didn’t get it either)!

I also don`t buy that last part about the hit man having Police buddies! (Mostly they would try to stay away from each other.)

I don`t think there was any need to translate for this crowd. People here are smart enough to figure simple things out for themselves. (On second thoughts, maybe it wasn`t such a bad idea.)

#1 Umer M
Now that was FUNNY!

remindes of shabana azmi`s film ...godmother...cool analogies.

``At the reception Shah met Shazia, a peroxide blonde with streaks in her hair.``

new freshly baked terminology to koi aap say seekhay.



rest upto imagination.

temp:

jawab nahin yaar.

probably it is something like when osama bin laden gives a statement that islam is a religion of compassion.

for your wandering soul, somebody has said,

woh ishq jo ham se rooth gaya, ab uss ka haal sunayen kiya,
koi meher nahin, koi qeher nahin, phir sacha shair sunayen kiya!

Is there a point to this BRAIN FART?
What were you thinking?
Allah ki Panah!

hamidm:


• who wanted nina dead? - shah

• who was nina and why was she ``cohabiting`` in the car with shahji ? -she was the current unlawful unwedded squeeze, there! and she was not doing that in the car…go back and read it again!

• is the allahwala group registered ? ...... are they linked to LeT and cross border terrorism? - yes the group is a tax-deductible charity incorporated by a langley va. based worldwide charitable group with head offices on the g.w. memorial pkwy by the potomac…

• what is the going rate for a hit ? - courtesy a recent nyt article i have the going rate in karachi…am sure lahore and isloo cannot be that far different…the rates range from rs. 6000 to rs. 2,000,000… the range in fees denotes the station in life of the target-victim…discount…big discount is given if you have connections in police or political parties…i hope this was an innocent query…for contact info you can also email me…note to begum hamid: worry not!

• what happened to shazia? - you giving me ideas? i promised myself i would not exceed 271 words:)

nice w/e and all

t

am:

…i had almost forgotten…the tales of chivalry and courage among the nobles…tales of honour among thieves…but then honour among hitman cannot be far cry… though this is not about honour;)...what i have read about the hit man so far reveals they share one thing in common with mass murderers … they lack remorse…only then can they be any good at what they do

digression: but then come to digress remorse is pretty extinct these days…the cluster bomb pilots have it not, nor does their born again commander in chief…the architect of kargil (yeah right!) does not have it nor does the political boss of burning gujrat’s chief minister…bal thackeray has it nor does his carbon copy altaf hussain…damn!...this can go on for along time…

…shah’s mind is wired differently…

lve

t

ps: HP- shazia was on shah`s mind...and in quiet a few instances when men use organs other than the designated one for thinking...the nina`s become dispensable… shah dumped nina…perhaps she was lucky?...what if nina was his wife (and not a cohabitant) and instead of dumping her he would have married a few more shazia’s to perpetuate injustice of another kind?

#2 by hamidm2

This is called short short story and the beauty of the whole things is that every thing is left on reader`s imagination. Have you ever seen anybody begging for “Paanch betiyan ki shadi” and a kindhearted killer? Once Santoosh Kumar said in a movie, ``Namaz mera farz hai aur Chori mera peasha”
I would say that temporal came up with a great idea but just did not have time to develop it.
I am still thinking why that kindhearted killer did not ask for at least one beti to marry.

Umer:

thank you thank you thank you....

shall cherish these words for ever or till the power goes off

rgds

t

Instead of writing exactly what the walls tell you, please translate for us who don`t understand wall -speak. ;-))

its all about charity...
and honor among hit men too :)
cool.