Friday night and I decided to have an eating out session with my buds from the university. We drove all the way to the end of the city. Uzair was driving his mehran. ‘Uzair’ is the best run away driver available in Karachi if you have done some bank robbery and you want to get away in a jiffy. But than if you’ve done any bank robbery. He drives really fast, almost kills 3-4 pedestrians everyday; I repeat ‘almost’.
On arriving there we found the place jam packed. Saturday Night, famous family restaurant. what else one can expect. The big screen was showing some Indian movie. We decided to leave the premises at once. Uzair came up with an idea, ‘hey aMmAr wanna eat pathaan food.’ You make pathaan sound like aliens or foreigners. Well ok, I replied. Uzair is quite a dangerous customer when he’s in his angry or romantic mood. You don’t like to be around him in either case, tonight he was in both. We rushed from one end of the city to the other in not more than 15 minutes; I told you he was fast and yeah we almost hit 2 motor bikes, 1 car and 4 pedestrians on our way. So it was after all a safe ride :P
After parking the car I realized that the place was a mini Afghanistan in Karachi as there were pathaans every where. I exclaimed, ‘ Guys I just lost my appetite. Too many pathaans for an evening.’
Obaid: ‘ aMmAr shut up and don’t look cute for some hours. It’s good for your own health.’
‘Thanks for the compliment my friend, I’ll try to look like you instead’ I snapped
We were made to sit on a charpaaee, with carpet and cushions on it, a very typical traditional deco for a resturant like this. The area was still encircled by Afghanis but these were different not pathaans but surprisingly Persian Afghanis.
Uzair murmured something in the ear of the waiter. I read his lips they were not more than 3 or 4 words. But to my surprise the waiter exclaimed to the chef; ‘ dagha daiii waii dhish pish dharr dharr tisha wishwish dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka.;
Me: ‘ Uzair you didn’t accidently said anything to his sister or wife or something or didya?’
Uzair: nah …. I just…
but the waiter continued………. Dagha dish disssh dharaka dharka……………………..
Me: what on earth did you order?
Obaid replied instead: 3 plates of Rice and some Seekh Kababs.
Me: ok-kay, guud!!
The seekh kababs were of some poor sheep and the rice had sweet beans. We had traditional Persian food I believe or that what I was told. I was informed that the area is kinda dangerous and you can easily get all the illegal items here if one wants. My reply was thanks but no thanks. I’m not in a whacky mood after all.
Before leaving, I tipped the waiter and asked him to inform the chef that ‘ the meal was deliciously awsome’. He shouted, ‘ kanaa dish phissshhhhh, laka tjan than thirrrr thisrrrrrr, darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka darka….. and he went on, interesting language eh?
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maybe they are not used to compliments
Hilarious!!!
Its been a bit long while since i read anything remotedly funny, so this fresh blog of yours really worth recommending to others
Whats the name of that place anyway??
Interesting Man… !
@ pegasus
maybe maybe not 
@ lubz
thnx for the compliment. its AL-ASIF
@ Om
welcome to my blog man
maybe…. i think it is hard to judge a person from a different culture
Hey Ammar I can imagine ur situation out there coz once uzair also gave us(me and majid) his birthday treat there.
Guyz wana know majid visit his blog
http://majician.wordpress.com/
@ pegasus
i completely agree with you man. its a very natural thing, the first time you meet someone you start evaluating the differences you have but the more you get to knw that person you realize all the similarities teh two of you have in common.
@ Hassan
no we don’t want to knw majid 
since when uve bcom his media manager… badway we were planning to pick u up as well but ut was too alte and probably u wr sleepin or smhtng.
sweet, do they sell sum weed there?
who wants to knw ??
First off:
Uzair isnt a bad driver … Ammar is a sissy passenger …
Second:
There were no “dagha daiii waii dhish pish dharr dharr tisha wishwish dharka dharka dharka dharka dharka ” in the conversation … my dear friend Ammar conveniently forgot the fact that the waiters were awfully polite Afghans, who spoke persian, the language Ammar’s fourfa … i mean fore fathers spoke … not pathans (which shouldn’t make a difference to Ammar, as he’s such a humanitarian and shuns racial dicrimination)
Third:
The sweet beans were raisins … “kishmish” in urdu.
Fourth:
Which freakin area of Karachi is devoid of illegal activities? if someone knows that place, do let me know …
Fifth:
The food was awesome … too bad Ammar’s taste buds were too ‘civilized’ to eat the animal fat on the kababs and digest the awesome, awesome green tea that followed the meal.
and for hassan (hassan abbas behari to be exact, not that i have any issues about being behari myself, but what the heck)
how much would you charge for wearing a T-shirt that said “OBAID IS A SEXY STUD” ?
and as far as buying weed is concerned:
why buy when you can grow your own?
Ladies and Gentlemen ‘OBAID RAHMANI’ aka the sexy stud , usually hes a very nice and poilte person, very friendly and kind very humble and loving and teh lsit goes on
Thnkyou obaid for honering us wtih ur view point. Now I would also like to shed soem light on ur points if i may
1) Uzair is a very good driver indeed. Even every traffic seargent in the city will second that.
2) The waitors were kind, persian, loud and fly. Secondly tHe syed’s were forced out of Arab a log time ago so if we follow the map my forefathers use to speak arabic, persian, poorbi, urdu, english, zoolo, sindhi, punjabi and even malyalam.
3) Sweet beans sounds sweet
4) Gulestan-e- Johar is the safest place on the planet. Mobile snatchers are so poilte that when tehy snatch ur cell phone they tell you that they’l give you a call on ur new mobile.
5) The food was awsome alright and il recommend ppl to go thr and have a doomba boti and obaid il have ur pic on ma blog with the title that pleases you for RS-1000 only.
and shuja ur only 16 so no weed for you !!
@ Obaid
Well currently i’m in blog advertising……so try hiring someone else for the T-shirt advertising.
Hey dere!! nice entry dude!!
ammar and pathans go a long way …. and if i am not wrong, they go “hand-in-hand”… 
they have a sweet history …. aint it true, eh? considering that…and looking at the past record… why the hell you dive in to patthans again and again!!???
its like: ammar sahb nay jahan patthan dekha/dekhi koood parrayy… ya phir jahan koood parrtay hain wahan patthan hi hotay hain (ittefaaaq say)….wats up with that man!!?!!
p.s. a little exaggeration in this comment, but still….
Asim I was so right the last time when i tolya that ur such a bitch
and the rest i will tell u in person when we’ll meet :@ ba placing ma foot in ur asss.
now wat did i doooooo!!!
:-/
Laughed like a Hyena..
HAD to log out from my Coll-Senter ka phone for 5 minutes, to the utter consternation of my supervisor…
Then got awfully hungry.
Obaid’s incisiveness was oh-so-delicious! Way to go, Man, Way to go!!!
Keep the good work up!
Ra.
thnx Rahul
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