A Romantic Adventure While I Was In Pakistan
By: Simmi Sharma
Tags: Pakistan, Sex, India, Life, Love

Image by Samantha Lauren

Around eight years ago I went to Pakistan for a week. It was a literary festival in Lahore. It was my dream to see Lahore. That’s where I met this hot guy and created a lifelong memory with him.

So we were a delegate of ten people. On our 5th day there, we went to a restaurant for dinner. In the parking lot, I saw this guy. He was so handsome and attractive. He was wearing a black Kurta Shalwar with sleeves rolled back. He had two more friends with him.

I told my friends to wait till he chooses a table and then we will sit near him so that I could see him. We sat at the opposite table. I tried a lot to get his attention but he didn’t notice. Then I asked my wingman to help me. He went to the guys’ table and told them that we were from India and needed to use the internet so if they could share a hotspot. The guys met him with so much love and offered the hotspot which I used. Meanwhile, my friend invited them to our panel discussion and asked for my crush’s number.

The guy wrote his number on a tissue paper and gave it to my friend. I still have that tissue paper. The next day they attended our event and then offered us to go for dinner. My wingman said that we have had dinner but it was hard to get alcohol in Pakistan so if they could help.

The guys became very excited because they were themselves drinkers. There are no bars or clubs in Pakistan so they offered us to go to their place for the drinking party. That’s what I wanted, so we agreed.

At their place, we started drinking and talked about many social and political issues for hours. Once we were drunk enough, I went and sat next to my guy. Let’s call him Azlan. I told him all about my crush on him at first sight. He was so surprised but happy too. Now we were talking in whispers to each other while others were talking about politics.

Around 1 AM my wingman said we should go to our hotel. But Azlan said that it was better if we sleep there. Obviously, I agreed right away but my friend said he had to get up early so he needed to be in his hotel room. He left and Azlan took me to his bedroom. There we started talking more and more intimately.

Then we got so close that we started kissing each other. It was such a thrilling feeling. To kiss a Muslim guy and that too from Pakistan. Things like this happen in Bollywood movies only. But it was very real and we were in each others’ arms making love. He was such a good kisser.

We had an amazing night and slept like babies. We both slept naked, hugging each other. It was very passionate sex and he was so good at it. The next morning he woke me up with a cup of tea. I loved this gesture. We had tea in his bed and then I got ready to go to my hotel but he said that he was making breakfast for me.

I went into the kitchen and he was making Parathay for me. This was so so good. My heart was so warm with love. We had breakfast and then he dropped me at my hotel on his motorbike. I never even imagined that I will one day ride a bike with a hot Pakistani guy on the roads of Lahore. He asked me to keep in touch after going back and I promised.

We left the next day for home and I never texted him from my Indian number. I still have the Pakistani sim card as a memory with me. I always cherished my time with him and did not want to ruin the memory by converting it into a long-distance relationship.

Two years ago I saw a song on YouTube with millions of views, and guess what? It was him. He has become a very famous singer. Now I follow him on Instagram but he has millions of followers so I think he would never even know that I am there too. I am so happy that I took my chances and shared the best hours of my life with him.