My Love Affair with Zainab

Karachi, the city of lights and also surprisingly as I would soon discover, love.

It all happened so fast. From the first time I saw her I was entranced, captivated by her siren song. I knew I had to see her again, and again, and again.

I knew it was a stupid idea to venture to her alone in the potentially dangerous streets, but I did not care, I had to do it. I anticipated an attack from every corner

I would sit at work mesmerized with thoughts of our previous encounters, eagerly anticipating the cessation of the business day at the strike of 6PM to be reunited with her, to explore her.

I could not think. I could not eat. All I could think of was when I would see her again, and the gift’s she would present me.

And they were amazing gifts.

Behold our rendezvous points, and more:

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my mortified look at being within her fur shop

my mortified look at being within her fur shop

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Wait till you hear the price

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You will have this same dude’s expression! (after hearing their prices)

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a few more samples

a pair of shades and i'd be a Pimp Named Slick Back!

a pair of shades and i’d be a Pimp Named Slick Back!

all I'm missing is a top hat, a gold tooth...

all I’m missing is a top hat, a gold tooth…

I Love You Zainab!

I Love You Zainab!

She never told me she had a cousin at the airport

She never told me she had a cousin at the airport

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