Dark night, heavy rain, annoying horns, traffic jam – what a combination ! I was stuck on Multan Road when I called up a few friends, we had a short conference call and we were ready with yet another hangout plan. It was a weekend and I was returning back home from work, looking forward to such a plan like every other day. This one was real quick - we just decided in in a couple of minutes and I was now to pick them up rather than going back home.
In half an hour we were on our way to Gujrawala ! Yes, overwhelmed with the exciting dine-out in the red-light area of Lahore but the adventurism inside me still burning , I was tempted to a bigger trip. Gujrawala seemed to be the best option for a one-night-trip. We had passed the tool plaza and were on the motorway, after passing through the heavily crowded Multan road and the Bund road. It was at this time that I realized the car was almost out of fuel ð I lowered my speed and parked it on the service lane. For a few minutes, I just could not hear any thing other than the loud bashing I was receiving from the friends for doing this :p I was informed that the next fuel station is like 25-30 KM away while we had left many just a few KMs on the Bund road. The only working choice was to go back :s Oh, in case you haven’t got it yet, we were on motorway, there was no U-turn, thus the only way to go back was to break the one-way rule and go in the opposite direction of the traffic ð and we did it ð This was indeed one of the weirdest things I have ever did.
The journey passed in some hot debates over religion, politics and activism and finally we reached the outskirts of Gujranwala and stopped at Shahbaz Tikka Shop – our landing place in the city. I had heard so much about this place and now I was expecting something really good. We ordered some mix platters with lassi and waited anxiously for the odder to be served. The food was simply great, I have never had such bar-b-cue in my life. So was the lassi !
Placing the order, I asked the waiter if the order would be sufficient for the four of us? He in reply asked me a question “kahan se aaye hain aap?“. When he was told that we are from Lahore, he replied in affirmative. Being curious to know the logic behind his question, I asked him the reason and he said, “Lahore aur Gujrawala kay loog khaanay peenay me miltay jultay hain … bas aik farak hay… Lahore kay log tab tak khatay hain jab tak kay unka pait na bhar jayee… par yahan k loog tab tak khaatay hain jab tak kay unka dil aur niyyat na bhar jaaye” ð
Later, I was told the success story of a ‘Kulfi wala‘ in the old-city who sales ‘kulfi‘ on his ‘rehri‘ and drives a brand-new Honda Civic Unfortunately, we were too late to try the famous kufli and ended up having meetha paan instead. A friend of mine told about Baba Sweets which exports its Pateesa to the middle east ! To butter those at home for staying out all night, I thought it won’t be a bad idea to take some good thing home ð
Take a closer look at the beautifully packed Pateesa, below.
It was a nice experience – Great food and a good drive ! Do give it a try some night. [ALBUM]