Asim Cassette
Post Strike
I’ve got your cassette very late
Cassette 
Urdu
“My heart, my liver, my soul, my love, my home, my life, my first and last wish dear Asma, Assalam-o-Alaikum…
Today is Sunday and the date is the first of September Nineteen ninety-six (1/9/1996), and the time is one o five in the afternoon. (1:05pm)
So the first thing is that love, I apologise to you. I got your cassette really late – you posted it on fifteenth and I received it on the twenty-ninth because there was a postal-strike…it’s why I got your cassette two weeks later than i expected and I was so worried about it – too much my love. I was so worried, but dad called me on Friday and he told me that Atif will not arrive today instead he will come the following week. There is no fault of mine or yours in this okay. It’s the fault of the post.
So, what about you love, how are you? How lucky is Atif by the way! He gets to stay in Pakistan for another week – I wish the same had happened with me. Seems Atif will return to me around the same time when you will get this cassette.
How is your dad, and how’s my dad? How is grandmother, grandfather, mum, Sidra and Saqib? Give my salaam to everyone, okay. What else love, about you, I miss you so much…I really miss you….I’m just waiting for dad to come back and talk to me and I might even make plans to come to Pakistan for a visit OK come there for a week. I’ll deliver this thing to him and will see what happens next okay?
Let me listen to some of your talks and then I will talk alright?
(click)
Hello love, I’m…sorry…listening back, I always seem to be telling you off about something in the first half, I am sorry okay, not again. I apologise, and I hope that you will forgive me – you have forgiven me right? To cool you down a little bit, I am going to record you a song okay? I am recording it in the first half because I have to talk alright? Okay? I hope that you will like the song and you won’t mind. Here you go it’s the voice of Kumar Sanu, I hope you will like it okay?”
*Song…*
Cassette Urdu
“My heart, my liver, my soul, my love, my home, my life, my first and last wish dear Asma, Assalam-o-Alaikum…
Today is Sunday and the date is the first of September Nineteen ninety-six (1/9/1996), and the time is one o five in the afternoon. (1:05pm)
So the first thing is that love, I apologise to you. I got your cassette really late – you posted it on fifteenth and I received it on the twenty-ninth because there was a postal-strike…it’s why I got your cassette two weeks later than i expected and I was so worried about it – too much my love. I was so worried, but dad called me on Friday and he told me that Atif will not arrive today instead he will come the following week. There is no fault of mine or yours in this okay. It’s the fault of the post.
So, what about you love, how are you? How lucky is Atif by the way! He gets to stay in Pakistan for another week – I wish the same had happened with me. Seems Atif will return to me around the same time when you will get this cassette.
How is your dad, and how’s my dad? How is grandmother, grandfather, mum, Sidra and Saqib? Give my salaam to everyone, okay. What else love, about you, I miss you so much…I really miss you….I’m just waiting for dad to come back and talk to me and I might even make plans to come to Pakistan for a visit OK come there for a week. I’ll deliver this thing to him and will see what happens next okay?
Let me listen to some of your talks and then I will talk alright?
(click)
Hello love, I’m…sorry…listening back, I always seem to be telling you off about something in the first half, I am sorry okay, not again. I apologise, and I hope that you will forgive me – you have forgiven me right? To cool you down a little bit, I am going to record you a song okay? I am recording it in the first half because I have to talk alright? Okay? I hope that you will like the song and you won’t mind. Here you go it’s the voice of Kumar Sanu, I hope you will like it okay?”
*Song…*