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Hello Everyone 🤗
Yesterday, that is, July 14th was my birthday! As well as my friend Sweet_Ashum's and our little Ashar's too! I have mentioned it in his first diary entry. But Ashar's birth year is 2015 so he isn't really born yet 🤣
This random OS is dedicated to Sweet_Ashum as a small bday gift from me and I also wrote this to thank all my buddies who wished me on my special day and made it all the more special 😳
My friend -Grace- made this absolutely gorgeous banner for me and I love it sooo much!
(If you're wondering who the guy is, its Fawad Khan! He's one of my latest crushes😆)
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Dear Diary,
I feel so old!
I've turned 3 now so I'm not a kid anymore but a grown up man of vast experience. Time really flies, doesn't it?
My birthday party went fine, I'm pleased to report. It was a nice and quiet family affair. Mum and Dad made me blow 3 candles and cut the cake and seeing that everyone got so happy that they started clapping their hands as they sang Happy Birthday in the most mismatched tones.
After that Anjali bua did her oldest trick of waving her Poja ki Thal in front of my face making Dad look like he was going to commit suicide any second.
Another thing worth mentioning here is that Payal Mausi didn't cry the whole day! I'll have to remember to get that registered in the Guiness' Book Of World Records.
After the party was over and everyone had retired to their respective rooms, HP came to inform Mum and Dad that some girl has come to wish Ashar Babu Happy Birthday.
My Mum and Dad were just about to leave the room when Mum's foot got tangled in the carpet and she fell and of course my dad caught her before she could fall flat on her face and break her nose. I groaned inwardly as the Rabba Ve started in the BG once again and the winds started blowing from nowhere, messing up my carefully styled hair.
As quietly as possible, I escaped from the blush-inducing scene and went to the drawing room to meet the guest myself. After all, she was here for me.
I entered the drawing room to see her a fair young girl, about 19,20 years old seated on one of the sofas, looking around the room.
She quickly stood up to shake my hand and one look at her face told me that I can talk freely in front of her and this is how our conversation went:
Girl: Hi Ashar, I'm Fari. How's it going?
Ashar: Its Ashar Singh Raizada to you, lady. You can call me ASR Junior, if you want.
Fari: Sure! You are a really handsome young man by the way, ASR Jr!
Ashar: What can I say? Looks- you're either born with them or you're not [Smiling cheekly] So, Fari what brings you here?
Fari: Oh! Yesterday was your birthday, right? So my friends from IF sent you their greetings, I'm just here to convey them.
Ashar: Sweeet! BTW Whats IF? And how do they know about me?
Fari: They know all about you and your family, dude! They even know when your parents fight or have their Rabba Ve's.
I sat for a moment pondering over that. Maybe this IF is sort of like an FBI keeping an eye over my family but what had my family done wrong? Maybe Dad's excessive What The's are causing some serious noise pollution on this planet... or maybe they think Mum's pom pom are some new miniature bombs... Or maybe they're just keeping an eye on the house cos of Manorma Maami's fashion crimes... Or it could be that Payal Mausi's tears are increasing the risks of a tsunami in india... Or maybe they think Laxmi is a terrorist from Taliban. I've found her suspicious too... Hmmm so many reasons... I'll think it through later.
Ashar: So Fari, how many of these chicks from IF have sent me their greetings?
Fari: Well, there's Ashum, Grace, Claire, Zehra, Tashu, Fuj, Fauzia and Zaina. They send you their best wishes and love.
Ashar: Hmmm... I would've preferred If they had personally come to do that. You see, I'm not getting much action in the old love department. Any of these chicks looking for it?
Fari: A few, dude, but hey, don't take this the wrong way- you ain't quite their type.
Ashar: Whaddaya mean, not their type? I'm the most eligible bachelor in town. Young, single, rich, handsome. What more can a girl want? Maybe that Ashum chick?
Fari: Classy dude! But these chicks want Someone older, man! They are 18, even 20 years old. They need a man who can show them some tricks, like your dad!
Ashar: What? The only trick dad can do is say What the! Do Rabba Ve, yell at Aman And catch Mum!
Fari: Thats what these chicks like, dude. The way your dad catches your mum... If he hadn't been able to do that, you're mum would have been nothing but a pile of fractured bones.
Ashar: Ohhh! Nice tips, babe! I'll definitely work on them.
Fari: Yes you do that and then contact me! I'll talk to Ashum. I think she already has the hots for you.
Ashar: Great! And give her my love on her birthday.
Fari: I will. Nice meeting you dude!
Ok, Gotta run now Diary! Laxmi's coming!
NOTE BELOW 😳
Yesterday, that is, July 14th was my birthday! As well as my friend Sweet_Ashum's and our little Ashar's too! I have mentioned it in his first diary entry. But Ashar's birth year is 2015 so he isn't really born yet 🤣
This random OS is dedicated to Sweet_Ashum as a small bday gift from me and I also wrote this to thank all my buddies who wished me on my special day and made it all the more special 😳
My friend -Grace- made this absolutely gorgeous banner for me and I love it sooo much!
(If you're wondering who the guy is, its Fawad Khan! He's one of my latest crushes😆)
***
Dear Diary,
I feel so old!
I've turned 3 now so I'm not a kid anymore but a grown up man of vast experience. Time really flies, doesn't it?
My birthday party went fine, I'm pleased to report. It was a nice and quiet family affair. Mum and Dad made me blow 3 candles and cut the cake and seeing that everyone got so happy that they started clapping their hands as they sang Happy Birthday in the most mismatched tones.
After that Anjali bua did her oldest trick of waving her Poja ki Thal in front of my face making Dad look like he was going to commit suicide any second.
Another thing worth mentioning here is that Payal Mausi didn't cry the whole day! I'll have to remember to get that registered in the Guiness' Book Of World Records.
After the party was over and everyone had retired to their respective rooms, HP came to inform Mum and Dad that some girl has come to wish Ashar Babu Happy Birthday.
My Mum and Dad were just about to leave the room when Mum's foot got tangled in the carpet and she fell and of course my dad caught her before she could fall flat on her face and break her nose. I groaned inwardly as the Rabba Ve started in the BG once again and the winds started blowing from nowhere, messing up my carefully styled hair.
As quietly as possible, I escaped from the blush-inducing scene and went to the drawing room to meet the guest myself. After all, she was here for me.
I entered the drawing room to see her a fair young girl, about 19,20 years old seated on one of the sofas, looking around the room.
She quickly stood up to shake my hand and one look at her face told me that I can talk freely in front of her and this is how our conversation went:
Girl: Hi Ashar, I'm Fari. How's it going?
Ashar: Its Ashar Singh Raizada to you, lady. You can call me ASR Junior, if you want.
Fari: Sure! You are a really handsome young man by the way, ASR Jr!
Ashar: What can I say? Looks- you're either born with them or you're not [Smiling cheekly] So, Fari what brings you here?
Fari: Oh! Yesterday was your birthday, right? So my friends from IF sent you their greetings, I'm just here to convey them.
Ashar: Sweeet! BTW Whats IF? And how do they know about me?
Fari: They know all about you and your family, dude! They even know when your parents fight or have their Rabba Ve's.
I sat for a moment pondering over that. Maybe this IF is sort of like an FBI keeping an eye over my family but what had my family done wrong? Maybe Dad's excessive What The's are causing some serious noise pollution on this planet... or maybe they think Mum's pom pom are some new miniature bombs... Or maybe they're just keeping an eye on the house cos of Manorma Maami's fashion crimes... Or it could be that Payal Mausi's tears are increasing the risks of a tsunami in india... Or maybe they think Laxmi is a terrorist from Taliban. I've found her suspicious too... Hmmm so many reasons... I'll think it through later.
Ashar: So Fari, how many of these chicks from IF have sent me their greetings?
Fari: Well, there's Ashum, Grace, Claire, Zehra, Tashu, Fuj, Fauzia and Zaina. They send you their best wishes and love.
Ashar: Hmmm... I would've preferred If they had personally come to do that. You see, I'm not getting much action in the old love department. Any of these chicks looking for it?
Fari: A few, dude, but hey, don't take this the wrong way- you ain't quite their type.
Ashar: Whaddaya mean, not their type? I'm the most eligible bachelor in town. Young, single, rich, handsome. What more can a girl want? Maybe that Ashum chick?
Fari: Classy dude! But these chicks want Someone older, man! They are 18, even 20 years old. They need a man who can show them some tricks, like your dad!
Ashar: What? The only trick dad can do is say What the! Do Rabba Ve, yell at Aman And catch Mum!
Fari: Thats what these chicks like, dude. The way your dad catches your mum... If he hadn't been able to do that, you're mum would have been nothing but a pile of fractured bones.
Ashar: Ohhh! Nice tips, babe! I'll definitely work on them.
Fari: Yes you do that and then contact me! I'll talk to Ashum. I think she already has the hots for you.
Ashar: Great! And give her my love on her birthday.
Fari: I will. Nice meeting you dude!
Ok, Gotta run now Diary! Laxmi's coming!
NOTE BELOW 😳
Pati Patni Aur Panga
Jaane Anjaane Hum Mile
Tum Se Tum Tak
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
Vasudha
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