Pakistani Readers discussion

Because I love this game.

Rules are simple.

We start with a sentence and then every person adds a sentence or two and the story progresses, yeah?


On a dark night, under the bright moon, a man in a hoodie stood by the lake...

Drinking his way to oblivion....

trying to forget the crime he had just committed...

of killing his wife with the his old gun...

and losing all he had once.....

and all that he had worked so hard for

his honesty , his dignity and above of all his hard earned respect...

And at the core of his soul, a battle began. A battle between...

right and wrong, truth and lies. A battle he lost so many years ago. A forfeited battle whose....

result lay in front of him in the form of his wife and daughter's dead bodies. As a tear rolled down his cheek...

he wiped it away with the back of his hand, hr had no time for tears, there was still things he had to get done. The time for tears will come later, when....

and if he returns alive from the dangerous quest he has embarked upon. He carefully fills the syringe with the blood from his daughter's body...

He cried again uncontrollably and started thinking of the time when he use to be a great man...

and the shambles his life was in now. Redemption was the goal now, he thought. He quickly pocketed the blood of his daughter along with a piece of his wife's....

And walked out in the cold wearing a long and heavy fur coat..

Determined to do anything it would take to get what needed to be done to...

get rid of his constipation. He took a tonne of laxatives.. had an enormous bowel movement.. went to the toilet only to see....

That he was pooping fairies, because the laxative he took was laced with his daughter's blood.

And that's when he realized that fate had other plans for him. He had unwittingly become a part of a billion year old legacy. He'd become a fairy popper! A fairy pooper...

who must poop fairies at regular intervals to keep from dying, cursed with the inability to tell this to anyone else.

And as he was confused nonetheless, he grabbed a piece of his poop, a beautiful little fairy -before it had time to fly away...

And he threw the fairy in the oven to desiccate it. Crushing the fairy into fine powder, he stored it in a little jar. He had the first ingredient: fairy dust! Now, it was time to...

A Unicorn! There, evidently disturbed and yet somehow relieved, of what burden was to come over his shoulders should 'she' come back to life. He threw away his melancholy, jumped over the unicorn, and...fell from his bed with his mother standing beside him, astonished...

of being caught in the act of....

trying to end the magic cast over the unicorn, and being unable to, not withstanding the teleportation that brought him back to his bedroom.

And what he realized was that the teleportation that brought him back to his room was a dream. And then....

...deeply troubled by his bizarre and perverted dream he booked an appointment with a therapist, who turned out to be an incredibly hot...

Kashmiri beauty, not unlike the charming damsel of his strange dreams...

He then drop round to see her every weekend and she was alluring, pale pink skin and her smile was like a cold breeze, her teeth were white and her pointing nose makes her face noticeable...

and all of a sudden she woke up..

Marium wrote: "He then drop round to see her every weekend and she was alluring, pale pink skin and her smile was like a cold breeze, her teeth were white and her pointing nose makes her face noticeable..."

...He was enchanted but be he also repelled the beauty, of the therapist because he was married but not happily...

he couldn't accept the disturbing fact which haunts his every waking moment; his wife was not human. She

She was a naive partner who love him so dearly and so passionately but never realized that she is like an invisible hell to him.

'Screw him' she thought, hot tears ran down her plump red cheeks. She plunked herself down onto the sofa

And then he picked up his sandwich and said aloud: " Get a life ! Enough with the Hamlet monologue ".

And then he tuned ARY and listened to Mubashir Luqman:P hahahahhahahahahahha!:P

Between huge bites he muttered " You need to get a life too buddy"

Then he tuned 8XM n watched katrina performing KAMLI:p all in all it was he who GOT LIFE:p hahahhahaha!

He looked left and write furtively, saying "koi dekhy na dekhy , Bashir tou dekhy ga" ;-)

And suddenly he realized that his dead wife is having pangs of jealousy so she...:P

bashir nai shabbir bongy-_-

I know I'm 4 years late but this is too hilarious not to continue.

Rose in the form of a vengeful wraith.

And killed everyone

Well, not everyone.

He killed everyone in her dream

And then she woke up xD

The dream didn’t feel like a dream. It felt real. Real like the walls around her and the bed she was laying on.

But as when she pinched herself,she found that it was jn fact a dream.
The words 'Kya Bakwas ay yain' burst from her lips

Hahahahah
And then she decided to kill herself. But as turned out, she couldn’t move.

*This is utterly absurd*

@Zarshall
Its fun when its absurd

Then a ray of hope pierced the fog that had enveloped her mind.
It spoke to her.
It understood her.
It said
"Maybe that was a bit too much alcohol."