I’m not fully Desi (Note: I have the Desi blood but it is only 50%, add to that the blood is only called Desi, in the end its all the same hemoglobin cells, I don’t know what I’m talking about). But I don’t need to be to appreciate this side of me, the clothes, Shalwars, Anarkalis, Lehengas, Makeup (not really), style (only if its not chachoor or leading to chachoorpai) , food (Umi ki haat sai) , music , language, poetry, literature (I don’t know anything about Pakistani literature except ‘Jab aatish javan thaa”) , all appeals to me, and I was always thankful that I was exposed to another culture besides the Arab one, (Arab side post in the future).
I’m of course talking about (abooot) good Desi stuff, not kuchra Desi stuff we rant about (aboot). like the subtle art of being Char sou bees, with a hint of chachoor, add a dash of look at all my swaaag hommie. (index of terms used at the end of the post).
Favorite Desi food: Everything, yar everything thing, toss me that chaat masala, the chutney, achar, and all the fixins.
Music: Aatif Aslam, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan.
Poet: Alama Mohammed Iqbal. (I don’t know a lot of his work except Shikva and Jawab-e-Shikva)
Style Inspiration: Mahira Khan.
(I wish I was that hawt (hot) )
Athlete: Waseem Akram, Shahid Afridi.
Person: My mom ❤
Desi= Pakistani, Indian, Bangladeshi, so on, Shalvar=pants, the other half of Kamees (shirt), Anarkali=type of dress, Lehenga=two piece top and long full skirt, Chachoor=cheap, Char sou bees (420)= crafty, Yar=Dude, Ma ki haat sai=from my Mom’s hands, Chaat masala=awesome spice, Achar=pickle, Aaay hai= oh my!, Shikva=complaint, Jawab-e-Shikva=answer to complaint.