Ex nihilo nihil fit.
Hey, would you uploading the whole thing?Eid Mubarak by the way
I plan to insha'Allah. Eid Mubarak to you too.:)
Eid Mubarak Majaz! How about marrying me today? Your morrows will turn into the most fortunate thing you ever wished for. Yeah!
Aap bibi hain ya beeba?Jo bhi hain, I politely decline. And my morrows? Do you mean to say sorrows?
Rolling on the floor laughing. Bibi kyon honga?Morrows, yeah?
Bibi isliye kioonke aajkal "Dostana"-inspired logon ka pata nahee chalta.So you want to marry me, eh? Darn you work fast. My morrows seem adequately fortunate for the time being.
No, I don't work fast. I've the whole pragmatical and progressive approachment to take you towards the white path you've stargazed all your life. Here, I am talking about the paradisiacal fortunateness which lies on the horizon of your daydream, not the reasonable fortune which you can satisfactorily deal with in future and who's much sure about the favorable dependence on future on the basis of the present time! For that, you need complete surety; I, and merely I assert: I will instill so much anticipation backing up with proofs, compassion and confidence in your chest beforehand that it will itself serve as a guarantee of the prospective prosperity. You will then begin to realize the golden future impending, shortly after that as soon as the trust develops between the two of us, you assign your life to mine and vice versa; while making welcoming gesture, I will royally introduce your long-awaited vision & being to the sheer white celestial glow of opulence. Iisliye khaberdaar kar raha hoon, Dostana aur yeh sab choro aur shaadi ka soocho, forun. :P
You've put a lot of thought into this, haven't you.
Because I concernedly want to discuss it for the betterment of your future life. I need to make sure that how our togetherness can bring lavishness to your life. And I am very zealous about this thought that I've put into this, for that, I can even doctrinally go to any extent, aswell.
You're either completely insane or completely kidding.Either way the floor is yours. Go nuts.
The latter befits. On a serious note, think about your marriage. :PAlright, I was just being jocular all the while. I like your web-log and think I am too attached hereto from the point on. :)
lol, thanks for liking it, Zaheen. I think you've sufficiently created enough waves to capture my attention!Keep reading, thanks!
You're whole-heartedly welcome. You are already engaged to somebody, I believe.
Aho. Truly madly deeply.
I take it you're single and not ready to mingle?
You inferred wrong from the self-created assumption. I am single, indeed; however, so ready to mingle. The place where I work severely lacks sensible good-looking, well-mannered and considerate women with high standards of proper behavior, having an easygoing, cheerful disposition justly compatible for my taste except the fewest; therefore, authoritative busyness together with the aforementioned always become the reason for not being mingled as yet. I am 27, the youngest in my department.
I assumed from the 'how-tragic' exclamation that falling in love truly, madly, deeply is tragic to your disposition. If you were indeed 'so ready' to mingle, you would certainly not be hitting on a clearly impossible lady-in-question, which obviously manifests a subconscious desire to enjoy bachelorhood for as long as it takes for you to evade the big one and create entirely impossible standards for modernday women to fulfill.Am I good or am I good?!?!
That's not exactly what is tragic to my disposition but your acceptance of being truly, madly, deeply in love with your groom-to-be(which I was scarcely aware of) traumatized me and pinned the lying-in-wait balloon filled with my feelings for you to the sudden dissection that in fact led me to express mournful wonderment.The lady-in question can never define the impossibility herself, neither could anybody else whom she has matrimonial possibilities with, for the fate in charge has its own play. Sure, you're already contracted to be married, and your contraction might have been tied up in chains, jammingly locked with keys thrown in the middle of river; no matter how hard you try, but only one quake of fate can still have your contraction shattered into pieces, and leave you abandoned for life.I admit that I am now ready to mingle, this shan't be comprehended as I am engaged and readily prepared to lovingly bind myself to my life partner in the name of marriage, but my readiness should be grasped in a sense that I've permitted my search squads to hunt for the lady having more or less the desired characteristics, and hence with my arms wide open, I await the embracement of my everlasting companion(who's yet to be found).
Been reading Austen lately kia? On a serious note, I wish you the very best in finding that fair maiden... You must also do shukar that you aren't marrying me.Door ke dhol suhanay hote hain.
Hahah. Can I have your hotmail ID?
Why must I do the shuker? :P
Sure, sure. Lemme give you my home address too, while I'm at it. Random-stranger-with-what-could-possibly-be-a-pseudonym, also take my home phone number, my family tree and my dad's job description.Maan na maan main tera mehman? Hadd hai jee.See.ISLIYE shukar ada karo ke you aren't marrying me.
Arrey? Hahah. Chalo theek hai.
munnay daal gali ya nahi?
don't tell me... Your dad?
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