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The Sarcastic Kashmiri Am l ? -1  

February 14, 2020 | Mir Abass/ Aurangzeb Aarif    

 

 

Life! In Kashmir is always on adventurous or analytics part. There is an exemplary proportion of conspiracy and all know how specialists among us, who can make you, feel amused and confused. The show of your normal day will start with humorous glitches and amazing free advices, people will never let you get bored and will even take their clothes off to protect you, but once they get enraged, then you have to taste some music also from them. It was a day of experience when some fly got inside my ear and sang its music for whole night. Scary! Decided to consult doctor, I got in queue to buy a consultation ticket. While I was waiting for my turn to get the ticket, one of the guy got impatient in queue for his turn, suddenly he started to cater his analysis for ticket vending guy. Hey! You back door entry job grabber, how much did you pay to get this job? How incompetent and lazy are you, this department is filled with illiterate workers. On Second analysis came the spat of abuses on politicians who as per his adventurous analysis got ticket vending guy recruited in such hospital. Puzzled I moved my head backwards to visualize the analyst of my queue; he caught the moment of eye copulation between us and broke the romance with a jiggle. Hey! What are you looking at me, what wrong have I said, let me reach to the ticket counter guy and I will make him spill the beans of his recruitment. Finally I got my ticket in hand and came the turn of analyst, I thought it would be a heck wreck between them but it landed into an affectionate smoothie. Impatient analyst greeted him with strange shift of confused anger to meek smile, he clarified his stand on autonomous will by saying that he was talking about general corruption menace in Kashmir and not targeting his selection caliber. I was wondering with wide open eyes at the analyst who changed his stance of judgment with a blink of eye. Parting my ways from the queue and I rushed towards the doctor’s consultation room, I reached and got into another queue and my ears joined the discussion panel of patients, who were discussing article 370 abrogation. Seemingly one the patient, who had joined the debate, got into rage by saying that, we all Kashmiri people should boycott using Indian products and put subsidized rice of governmental fair price shops on exceptional platter. Suddenly someone in the discussion panel got his eyes focused on the weaning hairs of raging patient’s head, the flicks he had made younger with the lash of some cheap hair color. He pepped the debate by saying, what about hair color boycott ! Came reply to the jibe taking guy from a lady, sitting on the chair next to the raging patient, Hey ! How dare you say like that, why are you targeting my husband for applying hair color. Woe ! to the middle man, who arranged this near aged old match for me. Look at me, how young am I and look at him, the lady went further on by saying that, she got embarrassed yesterday because of her husband. Due to strike local barber wasn’t available and her husband applied hair color by himself during late night hours, as they had to meet some relatives next day. In haste he applied hair color even to his ear boundaries and half of his forehead and sadly it didn’t come off in the morning. She continued by saying that she intensely rubbed her husband’s ears and forehead with charcoal and her husband was left with injury marks on ear and forehead. Dash ! They arrived at her relatives home and came the questions of her husband’s ear and forehead injury, she was left red faced and was advised to use L’Oreal hair color for her husband in future. All people in the gallery were listening keenly to this lady and someone in the discussion panel advised the lady to use Henna on her husband’s hairs and it will tame her husband’s youth and it does come off easily on spare parts. In came the turn of the lady and she went inside the room and all were looking at her husband’s face with confused sympathy.
I was wondering about the framework concept of discussion, from where it started and where it ended. I started to count people in the queue ahead of me and checked time on my hand watch, suddenly on another side of gallery I heard people shouting “ yahan kya chalega “. Since I had many people ahead of me in the queue , I decided to check out about slogan shouting cause. I went there and found some brawl had happened; one of the non local labourer was supposedly given entry for doctor’s consultation without standing in queue and the non local guy might have bribed the peon to let him in. Among the crowd, one of the guy tagged room entry of non local labourer, as first attack on rights of Kashmiri people post article 370 abrogation. In rage and for such fear people had raised slogans in order to register their protest (before whom and for what, only God knows ). Finally the doctor was made to come out of his room to pacify the crowd, on sensible reason it was found that such non local guy was having medical emergency and was being advised by a private hospital to verify their test findings before such senior doctor. He was let inside the room by hospital in charge and no such bribery case was found. The crowd dispersed in a go and so started the fight on queue location that got disturbed while chanting slogans. (To Be Continued)

 


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The Sarcastic Kashmiri Am l ? -1  

February 14, 2020 | Mir Abass/ Aurangzeb Aarif    

 

 

Life! In Kashmir is always on adventurous or analytics part. There is an exemplary proportion of conspiracy and all know how specialists among us, who can make you, feel amused and confused. The show of your normal day will start with humorous glitches and amazing free advices, people will never let you get bored and will even take their clothes off to protect you, but once they get enraged, then you have to taste some music also from them. It was a day of experience when some fly got inside my ear and sang its music for whole night. Scary! Decided to consult doctor, I got in queue to buy a consultation ticket. While I was waiting for my turn to get the ticket, one of the guy got impatient in queue for his turn, suddenly he started to cater his analysis for ticket vending guy. Hey! You back door entry job grabber, how much did you pay to get this job? How incompetent and lazy are you, this department is filled with illiterate workers. On Second analysis came the spat of abuses on politicians who as per his adventurous analysis got ticket vending guy recruited in such hospital. Puzzled I moved my head backwards to visualize the analyst of my queue; he caught the moment of eye copulation between us and broke the romance with a jiggle. Hey! What are you looking at me, what wrong have I said, let me reach to the ticket counter guy and I will make him spill the beans of his recruitment. Finally I got my ticket in hand and came the turn of analyst, I thought it would be a heck wreck between them but it landed into an affectionate smoothie. Impatient analyst greeted him with strange shift of confused anger to meek smile, he clarified his stand on autonomous will by saying that he was talking about general corruption menace in Kashmir and not targeting his selection caliber. I was wondering with wide open eyes at the analyst who changed his stance of judgment with a blink of eye. Parting my ways from the queue and I rushed towards the doctor’s consultation room, I reached and got into another queue and my ears joined the discussion panel of patients, who were discussing article 370 abrogation. Seemingly one the patient, who had joined the debate, got into rage by saying that, we all Kashmiri people should boycott using Indian products and put subsidized rice of governmental fair price shops on exceptional platter. Suddenly someone in the discussion panel got his eyes focused on the weaning hairs of raging patient’s head, the flicks he had made younger with the lash of some cheap hair color. He pepped the debate by saying, what about hair color boycott ! Came reply to the jibe taking guy from a lady, sitting on the chair next to the raging patient, Hey ! How dare you say like that, why are you targeting my husband for applying hair color. Woe ! to the middle man, who arranged this near aged old match for me. Look at me, how young am I and look at him, the lady went further on by saying that, she got embarrassed yesterday because of her husband. Due to strike local barber wasn’t available and her husband applied hair color by himself during late night hours, as they had to meet some relatives next day. In haste he applied hair color even to his ear boundaries and half of his forehead and sadly it didn’t come off in the morning. She continued by saying that she intensely rubbed her husband’s ears and forehead with charcoal and her husband was left with injury marks on ear and forehead. Dash ! They arrived at her relatives home and came the questions of her husband’s ear and forehead injury, she was left red faced and was advised to use L’Oreal hair color for her husband in future. All people in the gallery were listening keenly to this lady and someone in the discussion panel advised the lady to use Henna on her husband’s hairs and it will tame her husband’s youth and it does come off easily on spare parts. In came the turn of the lady and she went inside the room and all were looking at her husband’s face with confused sympathy.
I was wondering about the framework concept of discussion, from where it started and where it ended. I started to count people in the queue ahead of me and checked time on my hand watch, suddenly on another side of gallery I heard people shouting “ yahan kya chalega “. Since I had many people ahead of me in the queue , I decided to check out about slogan shouting cause. I went there and found some brawl had happened; one of the non local labourer was supposedly given entry for doctor’s consultation without standing in queue and the non local guy might have bribed the peon to let him in. Among the crowd, one of the guy tagged room entry of non local labourer, as first attack on rights of Kashmiri people post article 370 abrogation. In rage and for such fear people had raised slogans in order to register their protest (before whom and for what, only God knows ). Finally the doctor was made to come out of his room to pacify the crowd, on sensible reason it was found that such non local guy was having medical emergency and was being advised by a private hospital to verify their test findings before such senior doctor. He was let inside the room by hospital in charge and no such bribery case was found. The crowd dispersed in a go and so started the fight on queue location that got disturbed while chanting slogans. (To Be Continued)

 


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