^ Sorry bhai, I couldn't go to the parade. None of my Uncles or cousins were going, and if they did, then I wouldn't have known because I didn't see any of them at the masjid.
But I woke up at 6:45 this morning, did Fajr, put all my clothes (the ones that I wear for Namaz) in the washing machine (at 7:00 o'clock, LoL), did Ghusl, took them out, Ironed the ones I was planning to wear (to make them dry quickly), and then I did Wudhu and went down in Sujud and asked Allah Ta Alla to let me go for the parade if he feels that it be best for me, and obviously it wasn't, because he'd get a way for me to go to the parade. My mom also said to me that I couldn't go, because she said that she's seen the advertisement on Bangla TV, and she said that there are women and stuff who dress obscenely, and by watching some videos of how it was last year, I understand
completely what she meant.
I mean, Non Musli girls over there wearing Amreecan/Western Immoral clothes, like as if they can't show any decent amount of respect, and there were MASSES of them;
Wallahi Bhai if that was the case this year and if there were masses of An Nisa, especially AMERICAN/WESTERN ones, I would've ran away in terror, and trust me bhai, that's my normal reaction when there's crowds of girls coming to where I am.
First thing on my mind: Shocked and in Complete Terror
Second thing: My instinct makes me run away, and if there are any brothers around, I order all of them that they should "retreat" and flee.
Third Thing: If "Retreat" plan fails, I start feeling overcome with Horror, close to screaming my hea off, and trust me, this incident happened once when me and a group of Bangladeshi and Indian Bhais and Uncle went to this park (in Wayne, sorry you don't know were that is, New Yorker, LoL) after Fajr to play cricket, and in half an hour a
bus full of Highschool/University boys came and played on the Footbal Turf Feild, and then in 20 minutes, to my Horror, there was a
gang of
Blonde White Girls Soccer Team came, blasting loud rock music with a
GIRL singing, and you can tell I was in complete horror.
And the worst part was that we had to share the feild, and so when the brothers and Uncles hit the ball, since they were all (or most of them) over twenty and married, I wasn't going to let them die to Iblees's Attack, so I sacrificed myself beacuse I thought that somehow, they might accidently see something bad, and that'd be horrible on their part, and so I went to get the ball, and I was SO scared, LoL. And whenever the ball(s, there were two) ever went were the Girl's soccer team was, they'd turn to me and rely on
me , and innocent little kid (who's had bad experiances with Fitnahtun Nisa, and now is so scared that he stays EXTREME distances from girls), but oh well, Allah Ta Alla protected me. At times I might've been exxagerating that I mistakingly saw something bad, but I did Tawbah (I was breaking up like always, even for minor mistakes, such as this one), and Mashallah I've forgotten all about it, and LoL, trust me, it was ahrd to recoer from that encounter.
And know in my house whenever there's a coupon with a Haram looking women on it, I set it on fire and watch it burn, which I
enjoy greatly, LoL.
And besides Zahid Bhai, I couldn't call you, because the time that I could've gotten contact with you was at 12:00 midnight, and I saw that you'd already left TTI, and besides, I DID use the SMS thing that you said, Wallah.
But maybe it'll be better next year, and there'll be no non-Hijabis there to scare me,
Inshallah, LoL.
Don't beat me up either if you see me the next time Zahid Bhai, I already feel a bit nervous because I think that you'll be a foot taller then me, LoL.
And the only Paksitani brothers that I'm used to are the ones that keep beards and have that "Pushto/ Pathan" look in them.

And oh yeah, I know two Paksitani brothers at my Highschool too, and they're not the Hardcore-Looking-Afganistani-Madrasa Looking Kids, but Mashallah they're just Freshmans.
I guess the reason why I feel a bit uneasy about meeting or talking to new Pakistani Brothers (and sisters, when it comes to TTI) because I guess I feel scared that some might not like me because I'm Bangladeshi.
But Alhamdulillah, that's not the case here on TTI, and Mashallah I've alot of friends with the Pakistani brothers at my masjid too.
"And All Praise is Due to Allah Ta Alla."