An opening of a new outlet of clothes in Pakistan opens a window for mockery that chirps the sonnet of insanity. People come, chatter, smirk, sway, sip and leave.  Insanity in disguise. Cameramen with big cameras, over-polished anchors on the lookout for an interview, grabbing women with shimmering make-up and screaming clothes, and men with dazed quantity of hair gel and confused statue-of-liberty hairdos, and neatly placed snacks on flying platters.  Glam and clam just don’t mix, so loudness is the requirement if you want to be noticed. 

Girls would take enough time to make sure their lip gloss is shiny enough, top is revealing or clingy, shoes are spotless, mobile phone is fancy, accessories are blink blink, hair is blow dried, and on arrival, gait is flying with flirtatious whiff.… READ THE REST...