The Most Ineffective Ban Ever Arjun - JALA JALA TAPA TAPAA!

The Most Ineffective Ban Ever Bollywood`s beau Rajnikant`s greatest moments:

Rajnikant suffers from a brain tumor which, according to the doctors can`t be cured and his death is imminent. Then, in one of the fights, our great Rajnikant is shot in the head. The bullet passes thru his head taking away the tumor along with it and he is cured. Long Live Rajni.

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In another movie, Rajnikant is confronted with 2 gangsters. Rajnikant has a gun but unfortunately only one bullet. Guess, what he does? He holds a knife in his hand and shoots the bullet towards the knife. The knife cuts the bullet in 2 pieces and kills both the gangsters. Then Rajnikant says, ``Apun ka naam hai HIRA, Apun ne sabko Chiraa``.

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In one of the other movies, Rajnikant is chased by a gangster. Apne Rajnikant ke paas gun hai par goli nahi hai. Guess, what he does? He waits for the gangster to shoot. As soon as the gangster shoots, Rajnikant opens the bullet compartment of his gun and catches the bullet. Then, he closes the bullet compartment and fires his gun. Bang Bang.... And the gangster dies.....

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In yet another movie, our Rajnikant is put in a jail and he is wearing a cap.... then in the cell he looks around and suddenly puts his finger in a wall (uses his finger as drill machine)
makes a hole .. then takes pen out of his pocket puts the pen in the hole .. Then he takes off his Cap and hangs it on the pen .... style hai bhai ...

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And finally, his greatest moment of all time is when he is lyin on the back of a tonga gathered around by the bullies, waiting for them to attack him, a fly sits on his nose. He catches the fly in his fist and throws it in his mouth and says ``tum sab ko bhee aisee kacha chaba jaaonga..``

DEAR GAURAV, IS THIS WHAT YOU ARE SO PROUD OF?

To Love or to Like? My dad retired two months ago after 38 years of service. Mom complained to me a few times that she is not used to him being home all day. He would offer his prayers, read the Urdu newspapers, watch TV, and snack frequently. He was surely missing his daily home-work-home routine. I suggested he could start writing, on his favorite topic, Politics, for the local Urdu paper or get involved in charity work.
Two weeks ago, I watched Jogger`s Park with my husband. He found the movie to be quite amusing and laughed throughout its entirety. I didn`t. I hated Jenny and I hated JC even more! I couldn`t stand either one of them.
The next morning, I called my mom up and asked her if her and dad had watched JP yet? She said no. I told her not to watch it and that she wouldn`t like it.
I don`t know what came over me.
A day later, dad and I went out for lunch and I asked him what he was thinking about doing. He said ``Iss burhapay mein karna kiya hai? Ibadat karoonga, ghar per rahoonga, tumhari maa ke saath waqt guzaroonga, aur jab tumharay bachay hongay toh chor jana unko dekh loonga.`` I smiled and gave him a big hug. I love my dad.
Movies are movies after all.

The changing face of America Hey! Talking about discrimination, here`s my experience:

It was friggin` freezing in the airplane and when I tried to shut the damn AC off on top of my head; I was splashed with water in my face. The flight attendant simply ignored my complaint. When the food was being served, I was served a ``special diet meal`` (as per my request due to my colon surgery). The tray had four leaves of lettuce, two tomato slices, two cucumbers, and shreds of carrot. The bread was hard and cold. So much for a diet meal! I survived on three Milky Way bars I had bought from the airport. I asked for some tea, which was colorful but tasteless, so I bugged the flight attendant again for some coffee instead, and you know what, I`d rather gulp down tar!
Wait... it doesn`t end yet.... It was then time for their feature film, Charlie`s Angels, and with my luck the recycled headset I got had earwax on it. How nasty! I again complained to the flight attendant. She gave me a nasty glare and said ``sorry`` (probably thinking in her head ``who does this wanna-be American think she is!) I asked her if she understood the words that were coming out of my mouth, to which she just said, ``please wait`` and left. I waited and waited to no return. So I just tried to sleep throughout my long PIA flight, hopeless that anyone would pay any attention to my cries.
Arriving at the airport, all of my baggage was screened, my passport was scanned, and my visa was verified. The long moustache, expressionless, bitter attitude officer questioned me ``miss this is your passport and you travel alone?`` and I said ofcourse it`s my passport and what did he mean by travelling alone? A woman in her late twenties can’t travel alone? His next question, ``what is the purpose of your trip?`` I mean jeez.... Why do American citizens (of Pakistani origin) visit Pakistan? I told him, it was to attend a cousin`s wedding, meet my relatives, friends, and to have a great summer. He then proceeded to ask me where I got the Pakistani visa on my passport from? Ofcourse from the Pakistani embassy in NY, where else. I thought to myself, do I look Pakistani enough? Why is he asking me all this? Can`t he see that I am of Pakistani origin? Anyhow, the interrogation ended with not even a ``thankyou`` or ``sorry`` or ``enjoy your stay``.
Okay, so I can`t take any action against the airport officer, the baggage checking, the passport scanning, because it was all routine work. It`s their job. BUTTT.... I did write a letter to PIA`s chief authority detailing my entire flight experience in explicit detail and I did not forget to mention the nasty flight attendant`s name. I`m still waiting for a reply. If I do get a free compensation ticket, I`ll sell it on E-bay!
So dear chowkies would you consider this discrimination? My parents don`t think so. They say that`s just how it is!

My Hajj Sojourn Sohail, thanks for sharing your soul uplifting experience. It was a pleasure to read. I wish to be there one of these days, Insha`Allah.

Dastak Vividly written. Enjoyed it a lot. Yay Mango lassi! Cheers.