The banjo is real....
Sitting here at the dentist one does ponder upon one’s choices… The fitay munh people you have encountered along the way and why you have to still endure their bakwasment.
Why you ask you ask yourself, why was I meant to deal with this… why of all the falooda people I was stuck with this kachi lassi...
Speaking of dealing with things—when I was in Brampton, noticed many quirks of the people there. Like there are more desis there than Jhalandar. You see the person sitting next to you on the bus and wonder, “Iskay ghar fautgi hoyee hay?” There’s a stark difference in people’s faces in Brampton and this city… Over there you always saw faces that were tired and bewildered, I guess some bewis had to do with some of that, but I saw women like that as well.
It’s the running, I tell myself. Running towards something or another but always wanting more, never being content with what you have.
You know I miss the Brampton wali bus ki voice… “Please move to the back of the bus to make room for others…” Felt like the announcer auntie's voice sounds like the Massi-type schoolteacher with huge glasses… Or maybe she was a little… high?
The other thing is the comparisons people do here… its always a competition even if you are telling them about your gurda, no their pita has seen more pain than your entire existence and God forbid you start to tell them about something you have done, you’ll never finish your sentence before you’re pulled into a Khabarnama about their achievements.
Ji ji Uncle/Auntie/Phupho or any other type of influenza, I know aap azeem hain, thank you for reminding me.
You think Paki ppl are loony… Try the pseudo-Pakis here, man. They will make you curse your extinct ancestors for starting this timeline… driven by their desire to not be seen as “desis”, they do things cringier than a Chai pi lo Tiktok. It's a cringe fest of dikhawa. No dhyan of values or whoever they step upon in their competiton ridden lifeview. I say dur fitay nak to these people — and then I wake up cause only in your dreams you can confront these people and still be safe from the drama that will ensue.
The mantra of people here is Mera ullu seedha, baaki sab guitar bajain if you get my drift I’m trying to keep this PG-13 you know…
If this feels like I’m trying to be funny — well, that’s true, I am trying. Funny or not, I don’t know. But I do know this: after reading this, you will think it’s about you…
And hahahah that’s funny — cause it is about you 🤣
And you can’t do a thing about it — cause if you do, I’ll know you read my blog! Yes, that’s the double whammy of words, baby…
If you feel attacked, that’s on you.
If you feel seen, that’s also on you.
Either way—I win.
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