What better farewell to the passing winters than celebrate one of the best gifts of the chilly season: fried fish! So we said our eulogies at
Haji Sardar Macchli Farosh (foodstreet
walay) instead of shallow frying it in olive oil at home. Definitely a tastier choice, if not healthier!
Remember I bought those seedlings, ages ago? My first flower blossomed today! A deep velvety blue Petunia! And it did so overnight! My cerulean, cyanic trumpet! And I've a name for it.
Jimmy Blue Devito. (More Martin Scorsese than Botanical, my apologies.)
I have no interests in antiques but this one has quite a history. Our mechanic-uncle (junior school lingo) showed me this today. It's a 67 year old exhaust fan. His father carried this fan and Rs.22/- from Amritsar during Partition. He had stolen it from an army school's toilet and was sure it'd sell big. But apparently, no one here had enough money to buy an industrial-size exhaust fan. It was finally launched
officially in the small grocery store his father established in Mozang, Lahore. And now adorns the wall of his garage. Does it work? Yeah! Alive and kicking!
Remember I bought those seedlings, ages ago? My first flower blossomed today! A deep velvety blue Petunia! And it did so overnight! My cerulean, cyanic trumpet! And I've a name for it. Jimmy Blue Devito. (More Martin Scorsese than Botanical, my apologies.)
I have no interests in antiques but this one has quite a history. Our mechanic-uncle (junior school lingo) showed me this today. It's a 67 year old exhaust fan. His father carried this fan and Rs.22/- from Amritsar during Partition. He had stolen it from an army school's toilet and was sure it'd sell big. But apparently, no one here had enough money to buy an industrial-size exhaust fan. It was finally launched officially in the small grocery store his father established in Mozang, Lahore. And now adorns the wall of his garage. Does it work? Yeah! Alive and kicking!
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