Friday Night Black Out .

This friday  i went out with my cousins i wanted to eat at roasters their jalapeno burger but imran farroqs dead body was coming on sat so the whole city was closed the city of lights was forcefully turned into the city of frights and i couldnt get to eat at any fast food because every fucking thing was closed i ended up eating malai kabab at a manji hotel but they were goood and I thanked God it was open otherwise i would have gone home and eaten brinjals not that i don't like them but i was not in the mood  . In the end i couldnt decided what i was mad about ? the fact that i couldnt get fast food ?

my beautiful city was closed down at 9 ? 

or that what a shameless nation we have turned into i cared more about the burger or the dead man who died a month ago :S

But  is a month not enough to moan over someone who died and is it necessary to spread fear throughout the city . you don't die with the people who do and besides if they hadn't turned the city of lights into some haunted place with storekeepers and small scale vendors who earn day to daysitting at home cursing who ever was responsible for this mass shut down for the evening followed by two days after perhaps the dead man would have received sympathies and duas rather then cursing  And NO people it's not because of that burger I wanted to eat .