helterskelter
- member since December 8, 2007
|
|
||||
4 yrs ago today you became one of the founding members of Better Than Starbucks. Glad you are still a member, but we hardly hear from you! We miss you!
Hi helterskelter,
I love that name, how did you think of it? I saw that you participated in the Let's Start a Story discussion post in Writing Readers. I have created a group that is for people who enjoy the same thing. It is called Writer's Tag. I encourage you to check out the club and see for yourself what you think.
Hey, how are you doin? Reading anything interesting lately? Just saying hello here. Keep in Do keep in touch
I am author of book " Afghanistan A Volatile Country" which will help u in knowing about a tribal society. i am afghan by heritage. My forefathers migrated to Pakistan from afghanistan. I am working as a lecturer in a university in Islamabad which is capital city of Pakistan. In 1980s i remained in touch with the afghan resistance against Soviet occupation of afghanistan. This is a country which is never being ruled by any foreign force. British also failed to break their defense line. Pakistan hosted millions of afghan refugees. I am an insider and not like those journalists who come and stay for some days and go back and write book with specific picture in their mind and they do not know what is happening in the streets and what pain a common man is going through. I also discussed women issues in this country. The book is available from amazon.com
Omer Vikas
Actually, a shelfari friend wrote this in Persian.
I translated into English.
Matn-e Farsi en joke ro, aslam Ramin Lion Navishte.
Man faghat be English tarjomeh kardam
- - -
Once up on a time, somewhere in our planet, a man goes on a journey. The first thing he finds in his hotel suite is a computer. He then decides writing an email to his beloved wife.
While spelling his wife’s name, he makes a slight mistake-doesn’t read it and clicks on send button.
A woman, in the other side of this world who has just been back from his husband’s funeral, thinks of checking her email to see if a friend had sent her a letter of condolence.
Opening the first email, she falls down (faints.)
Her son comes in with such a hurry and notices pc’s monitor:
To: My beloved wife
Subject: I well arrived
I know you’re gonna be surprised when you get this email.
In fact, they’ve gotten computers here so everyone who comes here can write emails to his/her dear and near ones.
I just got here. I’m gonna make things all set until you come.
I wish you a safe journey.
See you tomorrow