And it is my own work Kawaraan? Me so Proud of meself! 
" Handsome middle aged man, who is well groomed -is seated among much older Odeeyal in a local Star Baucks Cafe`. This man is wearing a clean well ironed white shirt, carefully tucked in his Khaki pants, no facial hair with a dense shiny Saliid hair combed on one side to hide an impending bidaar! He wore a rather shiny gold watch as well, legs crossed in a gentlemanly arrogant manner. His chin arrogantly choreographed in perpendicular precision, pointing high in the air as if Sniffing the scent of a threatening approaching moryaan whom might interrupt his daily Qabil discussing sessions. The man sits there in awe among his elderly mates, respecting them immensely, learning from them, & absolutely cherishing all the Camel milk anecdote being exchanged between them. He smilies graciously, content as ever in his advance age of hedonistic living. HE uncrosses his legs gently, places a napkin cloth on his lap, & artfully gets ready to eat his Donut with a shiny polished silver knife/spoon. By his carefull posture of eating, you could tell this gentleman was cultured, well mannered, a mama's boy & certainly claims an art in the larvishness of eating a good freshly glazed donut. While the Vulgar elders around him consume their donuts with complete distaste off savagery- licking their fingers in open broad day light, Succulently enjoying every bit of the Sugar residue--he was all spoon & knife & silent munching."
WOW--- dont u think this is just a masterpiece writing stuff???
