Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Can i talk to Some One

Caller : Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan? 
Operator : Yes, you can speak to me.
Caller : No, I want to speak to Annie Wan !
Operator : Yes I understand you want to speak to anyone. You can speak to me. Who is this?
Caller : I'm Sam Wan . And I need to talk to Annie Wan! It's urgent.
Operator : I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone ! But what's this urgent matter about?
Caller : Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother Noe Wan was involved in an accident. Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is being sent to the hospital..
Operator : Look, if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital, then the accident isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but I don't have time for this!
Caller : You are so rude! Who are you?
Operator : I'm Saw Ree .
Caller : Yes! You should be sorry .. Now give me your name!!
Operator : That's what I said. I'm Saw Ree .
Caller : Oh.....God....... 

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Eid Ul Adha Mubarak

Koshurpinta wishes all ummah a happy and prosperous Eid...


Alec Smart Said: Its the time when animals do slaughter humans.. Tsk Tsk.. The Two Legged Animals I mean...

An Eid For Everyone
Fasting and Dates: A Ramadan and Eid-ul-Fitr Story (Festival Time)

Monday, October 25, 2010

why i have never had a girl friend | owais wani

First things first , I don’t have a girl friend primarily because girls don’t like me. Now after shrugging off the responsibility of stating the obvious . I , for the benefit of my readers would like to go into the lesser known , lesser obvious and more intellectual reasons( which naturally makes them less acceptable)


I have always been devoid of fascinations and deams. When I was in kindergarten I didn’t want toys . when I was in primary classes I didn’t want video games. When I grew little older I didn’t want a bike . when I got into the “10+2” stage I didn’t want good grades. And , as expected by now , all throughout these years I didn’t think about having a girlfriend.



Modern day wisdom and hence pre-planning is not something associated with me. As such I could never hope of getting into a relation with the notion of leaving it with the it-didn’t-work-out excuse. This ,to my mind , is another strong reason of my failure on this front.

Friday, October 15, 2010

apocalypse of 2010 | owais wani

Inspired by the The legend of the apocalypse (bible, revelation 6:1-8:1) and our very apocalypse of 2010.

The first seal has been opened.
The apocalypse is in the offing.
The pestilence of tear gas shells,
A bow, nay! Just a catapult .
A catapult that would.
Put Thanatus to shame..
The second seal has been opened,
The swords have changed form.
They work from a distance now .
They kill much faster now .
The third seal has been opened,
The scales tilted in their favor .
The fourth seal has been opened,
The rider is still death.
The rider of pale green ‘gypsies’
Given the control to kill.
The fifth seal has been opened.
Martyrdom is still common .
They killed us then, they kill us now .
The sixth seal has been opened,
Programmed Disturbances , Normal disturbances .
The seventh seal awaits .
Or does it unfurl every day ??
The angels with trumpets blowing over the bodies of our children..

Tuesday, October 05, 2010

The legend of of Zeteshta Devi | owais wani

“Helloo”
“Helloo’

‘Wani get ready you are coming with me to zeeth yaar’
“Zeeth yaar , where the hell is that? . cze ma karnawakh me encounter”
“Cze @@#$$%^&*(**&^^ .lagu palaw jaldi . its in the lap of zabarwan hills , grand palace se thoda aage. you will enjoy it”
“Ok. Report here in half an hour.’


So half an hour later I found myself with Faheem driving through our busy but slow city. Secretariat , fly over , lal chowk , ma road , trc ,gupkar , grand palace. Every bodys mind is programmed to tunr left near grand palace towards boulevard.
I askd, cze kot pakan seudi ?
That’s where we have to go . climb that hill.


For the first time in my life I didn’t turn left near grand palace but continued straight on. We zoomed past the hotel gate. Just a few hundered yards down the hotel mgate we were stopped at a check point.
“Where to ?”
“Mandir”
“Mandir?? Enquired the police guy looking at my beard.”
“Not actually mandir , we have to meet Bansi lal”
“Ah , you can go.”
“Ye bansi saeb kusu, Faheema?”
“The care taker of the mandir and our customer”