Friday, October 13, 2006

Day 20- Guns & Sher Khurmani

Guns, guns, guns

I went shopping a couple of nights ago at Liberty market with Amelia. As we shopped, my eyes transfixed upon the beautiful shoes, jewellery and fabrics, Amelia commented ," Don't you find the men standing around with those rifles really disturbing?"

Honestly, I didn't even notice them. I hastily agreed as we continued to plough through the shops. Buying as much as our left over currency could afford us.

Later in the evening, we were in another shop purchasing a wedding shalwar kameez for Daniel who will be wedding in Singapore in December. As i paid for my purchase, i turned to find a man standing guard by the door with a rifle in hand.

Recalling the previous 'conversation' that took place with Amelia, I instinctively turned back to the shop-keeper while pointing at the gun, " GUN? Why? No Good! Gun No Good! No Gun next-time" and walked out.

I didn't notice the horrified look on Amelia's face, but when we left the shop she went ," What were you thinking, scolding the man about the gun!" It still didn't hit me what she was antagonising about when i realised that that man (with the rifle) could have taken drastic action against me if he had taken offence to what i had said.

I could have been at the receiving end of that rifle...and so could Amelia- which explained how antagonised she appeared.

Sher Khurmani

One of our new found friends brought us out for a good Pakistani meal 2 days ago. Realising the team's love for ice-cream he suggested that we tried a good local ice-cream store at Bidden Road- which was a local shopping district for dried food stuff.

We went into this little local restaurant only to have the entire restaurant stare at this group of foreigners troop into the restaurant talking at the top of our voices and dressed so peculiarly- in things that were not shalwar Kameezes.

The flavours they offered were amazing like Pine- Apple, Real Strawberry, Pistach and Kulfa (a local desert). The thing that fascinated us was a flavour called- Sher Khurmani.

As our local friend didn't know what flavour that was, we asked the waiter," What is Sher Khurmani?"

And he replied ," Sher Khurmani ice-cream."

We broke into peals of laughter and ordered other flavours instead. I must say, the ice-cream here is amazing!


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

wah! you REALLY journalled the whole pakistan trip! and i wasn't antagonised lar. it was more like a mixture of amazement and amusement :)