its one thing to grumble about the materialism that laces people's conversations in karachi, and its another to actually sit through it. Last night, I couldnt stand this one person...so full of themselves. so pompous, arrogant and bloody ignorant. Not even aware how dumb they sound! All they talk about is how much money so-and-so has made and how they met so-and-so and how if you want a job, they know so-and-so. Screw you man. Thats all i could think about. and to think that A had to sit there and take this s*it. Last night i really missed toronto. Im not saying we knew intellectuals there but atleast we didnt have to hear materialistic-male-chauvnist-bull all the time. My heart goes out to A. Atleast the women talk about more normal things, although there is the occasional reference to jewellery etc. "mein job dilaandoon?" and i replied "source se nahi chahiye" with a very curt, serious expression. but they didnt get it. i was seething. and by the end of it, i vowed never to put my better half thru this again. But what happens then? you get isolated, cut off from everyone. is that not better though? isnt it about time we befriended people we genuinely like and not out of some misplaced sense of obligation? their identities and their money are mutually dependent...they have no realization that some - some of their friends might not be as wealthy as them, or perhaps for some strange strange reason not care about wealth. they go on bragging..and bragging, not realizing how shallow and boring that sounds.