Scattered Aurora

Broz scared of bugs.

No matter what size, shape or species, bro is terrified of them. It just has to be a bug and bro starts acting like a hapless, headless hen.

For all you people who don't know, my brother, though younger than me, can and does easily lift me in a choke-slam and pin me against the wall.

But my dear broz Achilles heel is his fear of creepy-crawlies. and its just not any simple normal fear.
Bro dearest will not sit in the room unless or until he has seen the squashed bug for himself and if he doesn't then on goes the headless hen act again...hehe.

And unluckily for him i know about it. And he knows that i know about it but still can't do anything about it either. Simply coz I'm his knight in shining armour and his supreme saviour when it comes to bugz. You see he can't even kill the, in his words, "poor bugz".

One of my better (read gleeful) memories is of Bro jumping on the bed and screaming like a banshee while a poor little muddled roach kept circling the bed trying to escape from the awful noise.
At that fateful moment I can get Bro to agree to anything although its doubtful if he'll do it later or not. But after a lot of experimenting, i've come to the conclusion that its the perfect time to get hold of his cell phone :D

This knowledge, though, has it side-effects as well :(.
See I can crow over him about him being scared of small roaches and teeny bugz and all but then he doesn't think anything of waking me up in the middle of the night to kill a bug so he can sleep, or dragging me downstairs so that I can get him a fork from the little bugz kitchen domain.

Still it has more than its share of fun and who cares about getting up in the middle of the nite if i can get to watch my macho bro reverting back to childhood :D

P.S. I think i should tell him that there was a baby roach strolling on the chicken that he is devouring right now...but then again he didn't really get me a chocolate last nite so... :D
*MUahahahahahahahaha*
Evil n lovin' it

Its the perfect day for ditching home-made food and going for one of the shehri cuisines of lahore...the day is cool, the weathers gorgeous, its raining, winters finally here, the exam went bad and im in desperate need of some sympathy food!! And I haven't had Nihari for like 4 months now (wow!! i feel like a monk!) So a day full of perfect excuses gets me a perfect plate of mouth-wateringly delicious Nihari and roghni naan! Yummmyyy!
And because I am me...I just had to tell everyone that i had just had nihari soo i grab my phone and start mass-messaging:
Me:I just had a yum yum plate of NIHARI :P
And here are the replies ive gotten soo far :D:
Umer: Lol... Nd i am not sleeping and nt eating!!

Zd: Me havin mc..!:-)

Hina: Lolz gud im nt that fond of it though so no jealousy :-) :-P

Anam: Gr8 ji...bt i dnt eat nihari jani!! :-)

Hira: Mausam dekho yar. Im hungry too :( and i watched a walk to remember last nite. And now i know y u cried =)

Yasir: :D....khao piyo...u seriously need to gain some weight :P.....waisay mausam kitna fit hae.

Mubi: Allah keray hazzam na ho :P

Hassaan:I'm having a yum slave of kari. yumy *i think he's soo busy eating he mispelled the word "plate" as "slave"*

I had a bizarre dream during my afternoon nap (at home) today. I dreamt about Harry Potter of all the things and his escape from the evil forces.
First of all this dream will only make a slight sense to my friends. So guys I'm not gonna go into the details (which were quite a few) and just stick to the basic outline of the dream. It went something like this.
Harry Potter's trying to escape from Umbridge who turns out to be Saddy and Hermione and Ron respectively turn out to be Mubi and Ami and instead of rescuing him keep pushing him into troublesome situations (sounds somewhat familiar?!).
And just for the record, even though its my dream i do not figure in it in anyway, not even as Harry.:(
Btw Saddy is a very irritating and annoying majors teacher whom we have had the misfortune to get stuck with and in the dream Harry is actually trying to escape from her cloying voice (the ultimate evil torture).

Its the third day of Eid and I'm at my phupos place for dinner and getting real bored. Just got the opportunity to escape my gaggle of relatives and sneak up to my cousin's room to use his pc. I love his keyboard...the keys are sooo soft and its really a pleasure to type on it. Infact this post is gonna exist simply because I like to type on his keyboard and has no other reason. The rest of the info in this post is just for filling the space and to keep in typing.
Behind me my ever-vigilant cousin is trying to keep watch and monitor my net-surfing and I'm distracting him with talk about his girlfriend and the family saga revolving around his affair. I think he just got a call from her; not sure but he turned a bright red when i asked him about it so its definitely her on the other end. maybe i should just leave him alone or then again this is the ultimate opportunity for me to get some eidi out of him...so...wait...wait...wait...ohk done...deal finalised. After this call I'm gonna be one happy sister :D (make that a happy evil sister).
My sis is wearing my string of pearls and its giving me nightmares honestly the way she keeps winding them around her fingers. If she breaks them shes gonna be @$#%^^&@:!:$".
So anyways, its my cousins birthday today and i actually remembered to wish her at twelve last nite :D:D:D:D ok ok sis reminded me but i did wish her *angelic all's-well-that-ends-well luk*. Anyways the point is that I want to eat a birthday cake but there isn't one here...:(
Uh oh trouble time!! its synonymous for dinner time in my family and i think i know what the topics gonna be today *sigh*
wish me luck
and eid mubarak once again