Taira sarapa kaisa hay humdum…

Yesterday, I had an entry test for some sort of scholarship given by one of the well known private university. As I reached over there in my bestest outfit imported from Generation with bestest mood. In the fraction of moment, realized that I have been dropped at a wrong place. Immediately I checked my calling letter for the confirmation of address and it was correct. But why everyone around there has teasing tone in her/his eyes and proving that I m looking too stupid

 

All of sudden whole of my effort to be looking best just evaporated, when I found myself among the hub of desi western babes. A wave of humiliation just overwhelmed me and flood of tears were ready to sink me down:(. My high profile suit turned into a series of laughter which I could feel when chicks attiring capries and sleeveless tops passed by me throwing sarcastic glance. Forcefully, I scanned circulars displayed on the soft boards and tried to enjoy the dcore of waiting area to avoid their ultra violent rays.

 

Meanwhile, I stood up holding a slogan I M THE BEST ‘cos the influence of catwalk just went away as quickly as it captured me. To pass the time as I arrived 20minutes earlier, my eyes desperately searching here and there to catch a glimpse of prince charming, an angry young man, or even a macho typical eastern chap but there was nothing like this rather one can easily find a group cladding like kidos.Which designer recommend them to wear coloured shirts (neeli, peeli, hurri etc), beautify with ornaments and having streaks even…koi samghay in deewano ko

 

Anyhow test went very well. On the way back to home I peeped in Khadi, outstanding outlet in Lahore and my poor pocket can afford a luxury of Khadi suit and Generation once or twice in a term,’cos only these two stores have grand display of  typical Pakistani range while  rest are all heaped up with hip hop styles.