Samosa/Pakora Mubarak to all.

Before I continue with this post, I would like to inform you people who visit my blog that I have just accidentally deleted a well-written and witty post. So. If you notice a lack of polish or clever wit in this one, blame my excuse for a functioning computer that I keep in my room. Piece of poop. (ramadan alteration, you know how it is)

I am not lying when I say that the adjournment of last Ramadan was not a happy time for me. Eid being the lifeless affair that it is in this household, the real star was not the celebration but rather the 'journey' in this case. Who can forget Mian Ghaznavi and his beneficial 'lectures' at sehri time on PTV Prime and the consequent ridicule of his mustache by me and my siblings. Definitely one those times that you can use as a reference point for nostalgic talks that refer to 'when I was growing up' times.

But Ramadan is back. Along with iftars starring the jockery that are the MSA brothers. You can never have enough jockery at the age of 21 with non-fob males.

Welcome Ramadan, I missed you.

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