Naseeb Kaur – I
I know what it's like to make people happy. Admittedly I didn't mean to walk head-first into a glass door like that Pakistani Engineer in his college video, or trip down a 100ft bore well like nation’s beloved pranky Prince of Kurukshetra, but beggars can't exactly be choosers, and so I make fun of people around me and sometimes of myself to make people laugh. To see smile on all those faces, well, for a brief moment of time is worth living. This is the same reason why I write satire, mainly on my previous and current room-mates, all of whom have had an ego of the size of a sick antelope, and don’t actually mind being made fun of. So, as a routine, I would like to congratulate one who is going to get trolled in this article. …show more content…
But still, maintaining a passim, clearly remember that today is not just another day. Today I am talking about Naseeb Kaur and not how much I hate V. Persie for leaving Arsenal for ManUre for the sake of more money. That filthy little bastard forgot how we had been spoon feeding him for the past 6 years, right after he was brought to AFC, during which he had been nothing but an injured liability, just waiting for the time when he would stand on his feet and make us proud. That fucker needs a thrashing. Hope he gets injured again and spends all his upcoming footballing years on the side-lines. Not diverting from the topic, let’s talk about another characteristic of Nasseb Kaur. Naseeb Kaur likes to read a lot, mostly intelligent books like 50 shades of Grey, The Immortals of Meluha, etc. But like my ex room-mate who, in pursuit of cultivating an erudite air with a selection of clever books by his bedside, used to keep John Grisham: A time to kill, Urinal Incontinence: A Self Help Guide, but which didn’t make him (any more of) a bed-wetting serial killer, the above mentioned books (2 to be exact) on Naseeb’s bedside doesn’t make her a good reader or writer, which she thinks she is. She, however, writes good poems. One which I read a lot while ago could be included in the books of sonnets for kids, but she thought it was as good as …show more content…
If around 3 o’clock someone asks her the time, she would first tell the time at which she got up in the morning, then the time she left for office, then going back to pointing out the time she had a bath and ironed her clothes, then the time of reaching the office, then the time she won her first table tennis match, then the time of lunch, then what she ate in lunch (obviously lunch was ordered from Mamagato’s), then the walk downstairs after cola, then the number of guys who flirted with her, and finally around 3:30, she would tell that her time piece had stopped working but looking at the number of papers she had cleared the whole day, she would say that it’s 3-ish O’clock in the noon. This is a very beautiful habit of Miss. Naseeb Kaur. She likes to make a story before telling the real thing. She thinks her audience has a seriously low
I know what it's like to make people happy. Admittedly I didn't mean to walk head-first into a glass door like that Pakistani Engineer in his college video, or trip down a 100ft bore well like nation’s beloved pranky Prince of Kurukshetra, but beggars can't exactly be choosers, and so I make fun of people around me and sometimes of myself to make people laugh. To see smile on all those faces, well, for a brief moment of time is worth living. This is the same reason why I write satire, mainly on my previous and current room-mates, all of whom have had an ego of the size of a sick antelope, and don’t actually mind being made fun of. So, as a routine, I would like to congratulate one who is going to get trolled in this article. …show more content…
But still, maintaining a passim, clearly remember that today is not just another day. Today I am talking about Naseeb Kaur and not how much I hate V. Persie for leaving Arsenal for ManUre for the sake of more money. That filthy little bastard forgot how we had been spoon feeding him for the past 6 years, right after he was brought to AFC, during which he had been nothing but an injured liability, just waiting for the time when he would stand on his feet and make us proud. That fucker needs a thrashing. Hope he gets injured again and spends all his upcoming footballing years on the side-lines. Not diverting from the topic, let’s talk about another characteristic of Nasseb Kaur. Naseeb Kaur likes to read a lot, mostly intelligent books like 50 shades of Grey, The Immortals of Meluha, etc. But like my ex room-mate who, in pursuit of cultivating an erudite air with a selection of clever books by his bedside, used to keep John Grisham: A time to kill, Urinal Incontinence: A Self Help Guide, but which didn’t make him (any more of) a bed-wetting serial killer, the above mentioned books (2 to be exact) on Naseeb’s bedside doesn’t make her a good reader or writer, which she thinks she is. She, however, writes good poems. One which I read a lot while ago could be included in the books of sonnets for kids, but she thought it was as good as …show more content…
If around 3 o’clock someone asks her the time, she would first tell the time at which she got up in the morning, then the time she left for office, then going back to pointing out the time she had a bath and ironed her clothes, then the time of reaching the office, then the time she won her first table tennis match, then the time of lunch, then what she ate in lunch (obviously lunch was ordered from Mamagato’s), then the walk downstairs after cola, then the number of guys who flirted with her, and finally around 3:30, she would tell that her time piece had stopped working but looking at the number of papers she had cleared the whole day, she would say that it’s 3-ish O’clock in the noon. This is a very beautiful habit of Miss. Naseeb Kaur. She likes to make a story before telling the real thing. She thinks her audience has a seriously low