Ultramarin
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in the mid-80s, i visited the tribal areas at the khyber pass on the pakistani-afghan border, where I bought a 200g block of the finest afghan hash. on the way back to india, i'm standing on the exterior platform of a train at the islamabad railway station, waiting for its departure. the hash is tucked into my waistband when suddenly a uniformed guy walks beneath me, turns around, and starts yelling, 'you have hashish, you have hashish...' attempting to drag me off the platform. i shout back at him, 'don't touch me, i'm a christian, you're not allowed to touch me.' the idiot immediately lets go of me, while the train slowly starts moving. he continues to run alongside, yelling, 'you have hash, you have hash...' until the train gains enough speed, and he can no longer keep up...