SO I'm on my last post for this challenge, thanks to everyone who did nothing to get me here. To the few who actually did contribute in the form of threats/ badgering, I shall reward you by not sticking to my original topic. This is a reward, you'll see why when I tell you what I intended to rave about as I finally lay this "project" to rest.
Let's get my intentions out of the way first, because I'm an honest cheat. From the very instant I finalized my topic for A (oh yes, I finalize things), I knew Z would be solely dedicated to Zain Abdullah - lead character in Colors TV's Beintehaa. It would appear as though I'm going ahead with my finalization of him, while in fact I'm about to spare you the ordeal of having to read an entire post devoted only to him... (But not just yet!).
I've had what I like to call a - violent crush - on Zain Abdullah. These are crushes I spoil rotten with my adoration, until something suddenly makes me drop them like hot potatoes (hence violent). The something here is undefined, as is the suddenly, because my heart is cruel: it seems to like violence as much as my tummy likes potatoes. So Zain Abdullah was evicted from my cruel heart, and even before he had the chance to make my acquaintance, he was crushed into creamy mash and demoted from his entire-post-material status.
Zindagi TV, which airs some absolutely brilliant Pakistani serials, is my newfound current love, not to be confused with a violent crush; you cannot drop television channels (at least not as literally as needed to qualify). Fatty is not too joyful about my life presently being governed by this channel, neither is he too impressed with the Zindagi :: life irony I shared with him.
Recently I fell head over heels in love with a show called Humsafar on this channel, and by default (because it is easier to love a person than a TV show) this has transcended to Fawad Khan because his acting is quite outstanding, at least in this show. I don't see this crush ever turning violent though; it's more of an If I said you had a beautiful mind, would you put me on it kind of a crush like I have on Imran Khan (of Bollywood), on whom I'll also admit to have an I'll do anything to get my hands on you sort of a crush.
I have a long list of crush genres actually, these include and are not limited to Charity crush, Intellectual crush, and the very impractical But I don't want to hold your hand crush. However, I'm persuaded I'm better off not discussing these publicly, lest my frivolity be inappropriately questioned.
What I shall actually do though is this: I shall come to the hero of this post. Note how my heroes only show up at the fag end of my posts; that's the amount of drumroll they deserve for not having much to write about them..
The letter z, or a bunch of z's clubbed together, is synonymous with sleep to me. My love affair with my bed and my extreme lust for naps are interweb-renowned, if you check my social timelines out. If I'm not already sleeping, I'm thinking of it; in fact, I'm probably thinking of sleeping while I'm sleeping too.
I can be enticed to do pretty much any chore (even putting dishes away!) or run any errand (even banking!) with the promise of a nice little power-nap of about 60-90 minutes after. And so it is only apt for me to end this post, this challenge (and even this day if it were possible at this hour) with a substantial number of z's.
- Z for Zzz (My A to Z Challenge)
Let's get my intentions out of the way first, because I'm an honest cheat. From the very instant I finalized my topic for A (oh yes, I finalize things), I knew Z would be solely dedicated to Zain Abdullah - lead character in Colors TV's Beintehaa. It would appear as though I'm going ahead with my finalization of him, while in fact I'm about to spare you the ordeal of having to read an entire post devoted only to him... (But not just yet!).
I've had what I like to call a - violent crush - on Zain Abdullah. These are crushes I spoil rotten with my adoration, until something suddenly makes me drop them like hot potatoes (hence violent). The something here is undefined, as is the suddenly, because my heart is cruel: it seems to like violence as much as my tummy likes potatoes. So Zain Abdullah was evicted from my cruel heart, and even before he had the chance to make my acquaintance, he was crushed into creamy mash and demoted from his entire-post-material status.
Zindagi TV, which airs some absolutely brilliant Pakistani serials, is my newfound current love, not to be confused with a violent crush; you cannot drop television channels (at least not as literally as needed to qualify). Fatty is not too joyful about my life presently being governed by this channel, neither is he too impressed with the Zindagi :: life irony I shared with him.
Recently I fell head over heels in love with a show called Humsafar on this channel, and by default (because it is easier to love a person than a TV show) this has transcended to Fawad Khan because his acting is quite outstanding, at least in this show. I don't see this crush ever turning violent though; it's more of an If I said you had a beautiful mind, would you put me on it kind of a crush like I have on Imran Khan (of Bollywood), on whom I'll also admit to have an I'll do anything to get my hands on you sort of a crush.
I have a long list of crush genres actually, these include and are not limited to Charity crush, Intellectual crush, and the very impractical But I don't want to hold your hand crush. However, I'm persuaded I'm better off not discussing these publicly, lest my frivolity be inappropriately questioned.
What I shall actually do though is this: I shall come to the hero of this post. Note how my heroes only show up at the fag end of my posts; that's the amount of drumroll they deserve for not having much to write about them..
The letter z, or a bunch of z's clubbed together, is synonymous with sleep to me. My love affair with my bed and my extreme lust for naps are interweb-renowned, if you check my social timelines out. If I'm not already sleeping, I'm thinking of it; in fact, I'm probably thinking of sleeping while I'm sleeping too.
I can be enticed to do pretty much any chore (even putting dishes away!) or run any errand (even banking!) with the promise of a nice little power-nap of about 60-90 minutes after. And so it is only apt for me to end this post, this challenge (and even this day if it were possible at this hour) with a substantial number of z's.
- Z for Zzz (My A to Z Challenge)
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