The Pakistani Spectator

We discussed the shipping scenario while coming back to hotel. Bilal wanted to buy the regional embroidered Caps and vast coats (which are used by females). This caused Ishfaq Mian to be suspicious, as he wanted to know for whom Bilal want to buy such things. Bilal said for my ex- girlfriend who is my wife now. I knew that it was not a true but Azeem and I made sure that Ishfaq Mian somehow trust this short story.

Well after coming back to hotel we got to know that neither teachers could make to KALAM nor the Barbarians. This news brought some calm to me as at least we managed to see the Bahrain properly.

During this tour the thing which was as most listened to as Slajeet was “Mash Ki Daal” (Pakistani Pulse). Before this trip this pulse was my most favorite one but after eating it in such a “bulk” it was in my hate list than. Once again we had to enjoy this pulse in dinner, we had this the night before, and the night we left Lahore my last meal at home was also Mash Pulse. After diner we did some shopping and got back to hotel again. While we were collecting our keys some roar and slogan broke the ice in the street. Due to the usage of strange words in the slogans I thought that some Pathans must be having some procession, but I was wrong as they were young men of our college who were protesting- against the tour administration and claiming the tour is a bib flop. None other than FAIZAN, The most famous personality, of the college was leading this protest.

He wanted four of to join them in protest. According to him the tour is nothing but crap and the path to Malam Jaba is also blocked as well, due to land sliding, so we must approach Mr. Ashraf Anjum “The Tour In charge” and ask him to take us all to Murry for rest of the days. He also told us that there is so much to watch. I had a little idea about this so much as per my information the girls campus of a famous college of Lahore was on trip in Murry in those days. That reminded me Mr. Arshad Iqbal, our Financial Accounting Professor, he once said about that particular college, “it is very expensive college and only people from well off families can afford it, and girls from such well off families take a good care of themselves”. In nut shells he wanted to tell us that; girls from that college are quite beautiful. To me it was clear that in such circumstances FAIZAN and the people whom, he was leading were not interested in watching sceneries of Murry.

Following the trend of “Might is Right” four of us also joined this movement. Someone brought the news that many teachers are also fed up of this tour and they are also with us in this Nobel cause. After great protest and slogan rising from our side, Tour incharge and principal called our representatives for dialogs. Our group came down stairs and got to our room. Azeem and Bilal, who are quite knowledgeable persons, predictedthat this dialog will end in smoke, and theyy gave quite acceptable arguments, using commerce education background, to support there views.

This whole drama cold our tea down which we asked for while collecting keys form the reception. Anyhow we enjoyed this tea with broken biscuits and started to wait for the result of dialog. Soon we got to know thadialogog have ended nothing but in smoke. Well we were in “win win” situation so at least I did not bothered the result and settled the expense record.

The only entertainment in the room was playing cards so Azeem, Bilal and I started to play cards. The game called “Pabi Thula” (a modified version of Hearts) I learned a night before using my great learning skills. I was not a very good player and due to my immense great luck I lost the game.  After the game we planed to get sleep but when we were about to sleep Barbarians reached our room. The started bating the door like hell, there act cannot be called as knocking the door; it was like some great boxer is practicing his skills. Three of us decided to stay quite so that this ghost out of blue went away, but Ishfaq Mian, who consider such cheep acts as something really Cool, started asking “Kon–Kon “ (who is out there). That act of Ishfaq Mian made remaining three of us furious and decided to not to give blanket to him to punish him.