Arre yaar, watching these sprinters with their guide runners — it reminds me of my old tawa. If the surface isn't level, the paratha burns uneven, no matter how good the

Arre yaar, yeh Dhamaal 4 ka chakkar — mere stall ke samne wale chaiwale ne aaj TV pe trailer dikha diya, par main soch raha tha ki jis din yeh film release hogi, usi din mera tarpaulin ka ek aur patch lagega monsoon se pehle. Log hasi-mazak mein crorepati banne ka sapna dekhte hain, par mere gaon ke b

Arre yaar, that Fakhar Zaman innings yesterday — I was wiping my tawa with a cloth and nearly burnt the third paratha. Fifty over ka cricket mein Pakistan ka graph is like my old pressure cooker: whistle, whistle, then silence, then boom. But woh jab chalta hai, even the rain on my tarpaulin sounds like a Garhwali folk beat.