Take Over Lahore.

Its not everyday that one cherishes every second of a 15hour road trip, which actually should be not more than 4hours. Well, its not everyday that one has the company of geniuses, amazing, creative, bashat people and yes there was Abdullah Masood in there too (Sir, mind na kijiyay ga, I cant help myself).

After a bucket loads of planning and input, finally, FINALLY the past weekend did materialize the mother of all trips, THE LAHORE TRIP. Yes thats the stupidest name I can come up with, but the second best option that came to my head was the bashat trip and lets not even go to the third name, lets just say it has something to do with market and "ghaind", aghay ap boys samaj daar hain.

 Im not sure how to go about this, should I go in an order, where I start from the planning or just touch over everything, so I am just going to roll out with whatever hits me.

First and foremost, the fourteen hour or was it fifteen, whatever it was, it was jaiz, Qazi sahib, your voice is magic, and Bilal Ahmed Khan, you Sir, are my main man, I just hope that one day you realize how great you are, InshahAllah you will. The rung ki games, sitting on top of the bus, stuck in traffic, puffing it up with the boys beside me, tell me thats not a piece of heaven, you cant, cause it is. Just to point out, although Im not the most vocal singer or was among the prominent singers in the bus, we won the singing thingy, easy, by distance. Oh teri, I almost started the next para, skipping Mian Gee, altogether. Mazrat, the lunch was epic, especially with Kamran Sahib going AWOL everytime, he got a chance to put his feet on the open road. 

Cometh Lahore, its amazing, how you never disappoint. I have a certain affiliation with the canal road. Sitting in the conductor seat, guiding the way, coming down the bridge at Thokar, its like a welcome mat, the trees covering the road, utter frikking beauty, welcoming siro home. oh yes, Happy Birthday Waqas, although you might not have heard me, with all the commotion, I was pretty vocal in wishing you a Happy Birthday, an honor to be there sir, Hopefully we shall spend loads more together. First stop Mini Golf, Ahhh memories, special shoutout to Faraz Khan and Sheikh sahib (have nothing to do with the trip, but its just criminal to mention mini golf and not mention you two). Waqas sahib decides to celebrate his birthday, we decide to have to enjoy with Abdullah Masood instead. I think enough said. Poker all night, Im not going to show off here, but we all know who won the tourneys, finally shared the table with the boys, it was long long over due. Yes we all did not play, the boys did what they do best, hmmmm, lets not go there. Come back to the room, and all of a sudden sleep vanishes. Wrap up day 1.

Early wake up, figured Id get something to eat, but apparently no one was awake, wasnt until later that I found out that Hammad sahib, Kamran and Qazi "Hulk" Abbas had already ventured out. Making rounds of main market alone, again brought back memories entrenched, great times spent. Flash forward the self absorbed emotional bit and I find myself, back on the frikking GPS seat, dropping the ladies at the up tier freddies and the boys make there way to Sarhadi, only to make our way out a min or two later. Acha diya. Okay, here is the skinny, in the years I have spent in Lahore, never have I spent so much time in Liberty market, Never, until the jaiz boys entourage joined in, and boy it was epic. Most of the time spent planning about the dinner, special shoutout to Tammy sahib (sir ap manager hain), but the bench infront of Posh, memories, with Osama Qadri about his antics, Hammad Khan, going about the market in search for,, hmm just searching, Kamran Sahib & Abbas Sahib, doing what they do best, that being vanishing, all good. Finally liberty ending on a high note, with everyone eating "golas", Qazi sahib, you can thank me later.

Heads up, making your way to fortress in a freaking bus, is a major pain in the ass, MAJOR pain in the ass. 

Ajao ji Joyland per, oh teri, Osman Baber is something, he closes his eyes and gets images of ......, lets not go there, but to be very clear, they are not images of beautiful looking women, or other amazing things, that come to the head of your everyday guy, he is different. Okay, Osman Baber sahib, thank you. I am a little wuss, when it comes to these rides, incase you didnt know that, now you do, but boy, if it wasnt for you, I would have stayed a wuss, dude, that freaking top spin shit was epic. Love it or hate it, it was epic, and the fact that I got a chance to share that memory with everyone, just puts the cherry on top. Every frikking ride hence forth was a piece of cake, not to mention the Abdullah Masood lose belt, and him screaming, suspended 200 feet in the air "oh meri belt lose hai, koi isko tight keray", sir random question, who in the blue hell did you expect to come and tighten that belt, incase you havent realized, Osman baber is not superman, he just wears that suit, when he has to dance, He really isnt, take my word for it. 4 hours or so spent at the joyland were more fun then I remember having, It was all just epic, too good MashaAllah. The naveed name joke, the discovery ride, the Raheel bhai getting scared moment, man, if only I can relive it all again, too good.

Moving on, comes CTC and the amazing bit is that we didnt actually enter the place altogether, the hour spent sitting outside, three times, did I fall flat on my back, laughing. like everything said at that moment was an instant classic, which inshahAllah will stay with us for a long long long time. All hail the Jaiz Boys. I really do wish, the thingy me, Osama and a couple others were trying to pull of at the liberty stock refilling stop, had materialized, it would just have been epic, but the effort in itself, was too much fun. 

Back to the rooms, Poker back on, and as I can tell the exact amount of fun we had, I shall just put down some lines spoken; 

Bashat "koi ghaind wala hai tu market mein ajay" (one dude folded 12 times, even after listening to this)

Moiz sahib to Osman ",,,,,,,," I wasnt sure how I could express this.

Rehman Bhai, PTI dialogue, and not to forget the "pari" dialogue.

Nashta, one word- HEAVY. nothing else will do justice to it. 

Trip back, tyre bust, the rung sitting on the road side, everyone singing, all was just too good, MashaAllah. To be honest, its like the weekend went without a hitch, all great and time passed a second. Like looking at this post, there are so many God damn things missing, like I could write a whole frikking book over it, but I shall not, cause Abdullah Masood will sue me.

Finally, I shall wrap the whole thingy up with saying Thank you, firstly, the ladies, on a personal note, thank you for inviting me to the thingy, really appreciate it. I hope that from my end, I didnt screw up anything, you people were amazing, with managing the thingys and bearing with everything happening, it was a great support that no one argued or anything to the events that were happening, and believe me when I say this, that the AC bus was going to be very expensive. shoutout to Moiz sahib, ap tu AC bus per janey ko tayar they.
Moving on to the boys, hmmm, I am not sure how to say or what to exactly, but lets just say that each and every passing day spent with what I personally refer to as the "Jaiz Boys" is an honor, you people are amazing, each and everyone of you, even you Afridi, really you are solely responsible for putting Pathans to shame, but you might a talent, might. On a serious note, thank you for being so kind and patient with me and making the trip such a fulfilling experience.

Special mentions, Rehman bhai, awesome work, like it wouldnt have been possible without you, Osama, yaar tu inteha kism ka bashat admi hai and I have said this before and I mean it, you can do whatever the hell you want from life, Hammad Sahib, if you remember the bummer sticker on a car we once saw, well that line is for you, im assuming you know what it was. Vicky golden, apki ganu ki vocabulary jaiz hai, Raheel bhai, terminator, Qazi Abbas, sir you are a freaking,,i dont know, dude you are freaking amazing, you owned the dudes, they probably will be hooked to mega mass for life, Osman Baber, please get your thoughts in check, the thoughts you speak off are na jaiz, actually Na Jaiz tareen, Abdullah Masood, ap bhi achey admi hain, and everyone else, JAIZ.

In the end, I hope that every place we went did justice to the trip and I did not make a decision which wasnt right, Im sorry for an offence. And yes, I really hope that this is not the last time, we do this, everyone, each and everyone of us.
Nabil, Sohaib and Asim, you were sorely missed, and thank you Arsalan for taking those wonderful pictures of ours, especially on the top spin, I like the one of the pirate ship the most.

This shall stay with me for a long long time, I hope it does stay the same with you all too.  Lahore Lahore hai.

 In the end, Be Kind, Be Humble, Always fight for the right, one day lived as a Lion, is worth more than a thousand spent as a Lamb, so..

Stand Up and Speak Up.