Showing His True Canadian Colours

So we're sitting in a restaurant on Eid... Zia, Qamer, Marrium and myself, when all of a sudden we hear the faint sound of a fiddle playing in the background. Zia, being as white as he is, suddenly perked up, his elbows stood upright at his sides, and he danced the jig like his ancestors used to in the Mines of Daniel's Cove back in the land of shamrocks and open cliffs.

If only he knew how good he was, so that the world knew his talent.



And let the WORLD know your talent!

New York Tripy!!! summer 2006

So it's been so long since my last update... seriously it's been months now.... so when i get a few i will leave an actual blog message... but for now take a few mins to check out some fun pix!