Shabaz Sharif
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My great grandpa's house was kachi matti wala...literally there was no tiles or anything...soil as the floor... there was a tree growing in the courtyard
My grandfather also had katcha makan growing up, then he became master/professor in some collage and build his own new pakka makan. My father generation was lucky in one aspect, lots of land for new house.
When I was a child in 80s , some people used to eat roti with a mixture of salt and chilli only due to poverty. I myself used to eat roti with yogurt mixed with salt and chilli , we used to call it lasanpla. Those were simple days , people were poor but they did not have inferiority complexes that we see these days around us. We used to get into the house of any family in our street , they never used to bother. When I used to go back to my grandparent's village , I together with my cousins will cross the roofs of all the houses in our village starting from one corner and ending at the last corner. Even dogs used to roam over the roofs of the people without any worry, those were true "punjabi" days of my life
With salt, chilli and paratha plus chai and yogurt? Thats what i eat for breakfast in ramazan now days. Only time of the year when i eat parathas.
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