Shan-e-Punjab

"Hey Foster, what is that?"  "Oh," I replied, "that's iced jasmine tea and chocolate muffin crumbs." Panda rolled his eyes. "I know," he said. "But I'm talking about the notebook." "Oh that!" I laughed. "It's Mom's Punjabi numbers. She says she's having trouble with the suffix for the 40s.""Oh my word," Panda replied. "Only our …

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Copy That!

"Panda, do you copy? "Of course I don't copy," Panda responded, sounding a little miffed. "You know Mom taught us to always do our own work, and never copy! It wouldn't be honest!""Oh my word!" I groaned. "That's not what I meant! Do you copy? is police language. It's how they ask if you heard …

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Safari!

"Panda, I've been thinking..." "Mmmph" I mumbled, as I awoke from a deep sleep. (Or maybe it was a concussion, I'm never sure...) Foster had been thinking? "I'm not sure that's a good thing, Bro," I said, blinking myself awake."That's not funny," Foster replied. "Seriously, I've been thinking it's about time for another adventure." Somewhere …

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