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The following caps are of Atiqa Odho, from her show on HumTV, which aired on August 5th, 2008. Atiqa is looking her gorgeous self, as usual. The blond highlights in her dyed hair go well with the warm tones she has chosen to paint her face with. Notice the lips. She could have smeared them with a crimson paint brush, but she chose a subtle beige color that complements the whole ensemble. The girl has launched an entire line of make-up products, so she must know a thing or two about the art of getting gussied up.

You will notice that she is wearing a thin, diaphanous, camouflage-print top, through which one can plainly see the black shameez, that has a wide, plunging neckline, exposing a fair bit of creamy Odho cleavage.

You can extrapolate the dimensions of her tits by observing that her cleavage at the top is in line with her armpits, and at the bottom, with about the crook of her elbow. Which means, her tits are almost as long as her humerus, if allowed to hang free. That’s mammoth.

Her physical proportions are so overwhelming that one can easily forget how good of an actress she really is. In the course of a few minutes, as observed through these caps, she goes through a motley of emotions. A different Odho, for every occasion. I caught the surprised, the annoyed, the aggrieved, the pleasant, the aghast, the suspicious, the spurned and the alarmed. Yall can take it from here.

Atiqa’s charming, disarming and engaging personality plays so well on the screen that just about everyone can relate to her. She is the ‘hot’ auntie that every young Turk has had a mad crush on. If Atiqa could get royalties from all the movies she has starred in, which continue to ply in desi bedrooms all over the world, she would be richer than Richard Branson.

The thing with see-through subjects is that you are never quite sure of what to expect when the veil is lifted. You can make an educated guess, but that is subjective. Though ironically, it is best, since we are limited only to the extent of our imagination.

I have done a little bit of (wishful) research and this is what I think (hope) her tits look in person. Something like this, that and another. I tried to stay within reason and not go for jugs like The Hindenburg. Although, she most resembles Erica Campbell, I thought her tits didn’t do Atiqa justice.

Cleavage is in, in a big way, in Pakistan these days. From daily newspapers, local magazines to fashion designers, everybody is pushing and advocating a bit of cleavage for everyone. While that’s going on, you open any news channel and you think you are in hell. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…

There is about 3-4″ of pure cleavage on display here. I have taken the liberty to blow up (300%) the relevant section for close inspection. When large tits are strapped into an underwire bra, what you end up with is a yummy cleavage: Two mounds of warm throbbing tit-flesh, dusted lightly with a perfumed talc, or a smear of Shalimar (Chanel 5 ?), made to crash into one another and then lifted, upwards and outwards, until they form a jiggling ridge of living flesh.

In a continuing testament to evolution, man has been able to separate form from… function. A necessary, albeit, a regrettable compromise.

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Following are the caps of Savera Nadeem from the tele-drama Baandi that aired on March 18th, 2008 on HumTV. Savera is playing the role of a beautiful, but homely wife of an ambitious banker (Saleem Sheikh), who is increasingly finding his faithful, loving and caring wife a drag. What B.B. King called, “The thrill is gone, the thrill is gone baby!”.

All day long Savera runs around the house, taking care of their child and making their house, a home. By the time her chores are done, she is exhausted and unable to give the kind of ‘special’ attention her husband expects from her, at the end of his own hectic day at work.

He begins to drift. His eyes finally coming to rest on an old flame (played by Emaan Malik) who intentionally bumps into him, at his office. Emaan is a one-woman, home-wrecking machine and has no qualms about hurting another woman. She goes about seducing her old college flame. Soon, hubby begins to stay late at work. He has ‘meetings’ with ‘important clients’. When he does come home, he is in a foul mood.

At first, Savera does not understand what’s happening to her marraige. She believes that as long as she keeps the home and takes care of their child, she is fulfilling her end of the bargain as a wife. Dressing up like a tart and acting saucy is not in her job description. After all, she’s married. Why the need for all that pretense ?. Her husband keeps nagging her about her frumpy dressing, but she brushes it aside.

In steps her wise and worldly friend. She knows the husband has got the Seven Year Itch and she puts all the clues together and clues in Savera, who of course, goes into denial. The hubby has the gall next to invite the home-wrecker to his home and has Savera entertain her, wearing the drab lawns. The drama concludes when Savera finally ‘gets it’ and takes to wearing sexy saris and makeup to look attractive for her husband. She does not confront him, only his guilt eats away at him and he decides to swears off cheating on her (for now). The end.

I guess I understand what the writer was getting at. The old adage about husbands only going out looking for some, if their wives are not giving ‘it’ to them. Old, wise black mamma would say, “Gurl! you betta handle yer beeznis”. In this drama they picked on the wife’s dressing (she was not denying him sex). He expected his stay-at-home-wife to wear saris and dress up to the nine’s, like one of those vamps you see on the indian soaps. Is that realistic ?. I think not. Besides, it’s many a man’s dream to come home and slip his hands around his hot, sweaty wife who is slaving in front of the stove and give her some good ol’ loving, beginning with some choice kisses around the nape of her neck…

The dressing in itself could just be a metaphor for other things, in other marriages. It could be variations in sex; oral, anal, swinging, etc. The point being, is the desi wife, in addition to keeping house and taking care of the children 24/7, now also culturally obligated to fulfill her husband’s sexual wants and desires ?. What if he wants her to dress up like Little Bo Beep ?, or a Christmas pie and himself as Little Jack Horner ?. Should she fear losing him, if she doesn’t comply ?.

Now, even though Savera is wearing ordinary lawn dresses, the girl is anything but normal. With her statuesque presence, pretty face, gorgeous tits, small waist and ravishing hips, you can hide her in a potato sack and she’d look delicious. Emaan Malik, sadly looked like a slag, next to her. And that’s why the drama doesn’t quite work. Here you have a dream boat, a luxury-liner at home and the husband is out there trying on a battered canoe. It’s inane.

I remember going on a ride in an amusement park with friends some time ago and it felt so exhilarating that we ignored all the rest of the rides and kept on riding this crazy roller-coaster for hours until we got dizzy and couldn’t walk properly. That’s what I imagine it’d be like being with Savera Nadeem. You would lock yourself in a bedroom for days, months, maybe years, trying to memorize each pore on her body. Think Kathleen Turner and William Hurt in Body Heat.

And It’s not only her beauty, but also her spirit, her soul. The effervescent personality, her honesty and integrity. The humility, confidence and openness. And the rebellious and independent streak that sets her apart from the herd. She is high on life and you want a ticket for this ride.

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The following caps are of the fitness hottie Samina, from her daily exercise segment on HumTV. This particular show aired on April 1st, 2008. The caps were purposely taken in black ‘n white because you lost detail with dark, garish colors.

Devoid of any other means of entertainment, Pakistanis are busy blowing themselves up these days —with food. There is a resturant on every corner, dishing out some crap that’ll eventually kill you. But first, it’ll make you fat and that’s where we need a hottie to inspire us out of our slothful existence.

Samina is just what the doctor ordered. A thirty-something babe with the right credentials. She’s got small flappy tits which looks fairly appetizing inside her bra. She has impressive biceps, triceps and a toned tummy. She has nice rounded legs around a puffy camel-toe.

But her most amazing feature, by far, is her butt. It’s relatively tiny, round and firm. The kind that would fit inside the palm of your hands. It takes a lot of sweaty hours, steely resolve, discipline and good genes to have and to hold-on, to a butt that resembles a polished walnut.

How fit is she anyway ?. Well, when she’s sitting on the chair, her thighs don’t dissolve into a puddle and reveal the saddlebags. Her quads remain firm, round and flexed.

When she is on all fours, or laying in the missionary position the gluteus maximus is extended over the pelvic bones. Any butt, other than the truly magnificent one, would appear flat.

Her butt retains the perfect round contours in those positions. Most bodybuilders can’t afford to have such toned buns. Her derriere is truly out-standing.

The only thing that annoys me with her, is when she keep repeating “breath in, breath out…” in her winded whine . She sounds like one of those patronizing grade school teachers.

Samina works at an aerobic studio/spa in Zamzama, Karachi. If you wish to observe great genes in motion, that’s where your butt oughta be.

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Following are the caps of Atiqa Odho, from her new show “Atiqa O”, on HumTV. She is also hosting a children’s show on another channel where certain (connected ?) children are recognized for their distinguishing abilities or achievements.

In this particular show however, Atiqa O, she is playing herself. A career woman who is plowing through her glamorous and eventful life in the showbiz industry. That’s her story, mine is a little different.

I see a delicious milf, laden with the fruits of ripe womanhood, armed with all the weapons of feminine charm who is out to conquer, subdue and use young meat (that’d be you and me) for her darkest pleasures. If that’s wrong, I don’t wanna be right.

In this particular show, a horny old git masquerading as a businessman and his slippery, scheming assistant plan to lure Atiqa to Dubai, where he hopes to get her in bed, by showering her with the promise of a role in a movie, money and gifts.

At first, Atiqa falls for it and takes their money, but later realizes something’s amiss and sets a trap for them. They arrive at her home and are ambushed by law enforcers who give them the traditional thrashing before taking them in. OK, so It’s not a reality show. It’s all done tongue-in-cheek.

The only thing interesting for me, was how, Atiqa managed to cleverly slip in a toy-boy into the plot. She is sitting with the horny businessman at her house, when in walks a tall Adonis (did I mention he was half her age ?, just ignore me). The guy is all smiles and looks at Atiqa hungrily, as if she were a chicken roll. Atiqa responds by batting her eyelashes appreciatively. I’ve seen that look before. It’s the morning after look, when she’s gotten it good.

The businessman looks worried and his PA asks if he is her son. To which Atiqa takes immediate umbrage and explains to him that he’s her ‘brother’ *wink-wink* *nod-nod*. Yea, rite! lady. Nobody’s buying it. The guy struts around, as if he was doing a runway show, and then steps out of the scene.

There was absolutely no need, as far as the plot was concerned, to put this guy in… unless, she wanted to reinforce her preference for young men. This girl wants it bad and the message is getting across loud and clear, since she has become one of the most sought after MILFs in Pakistan.

Besides, the show is just a vehicle to show-off Ms. Odho’s obvious charms. The caps of her with a newspaper are quite delicious, while her cleavage shots in the mustard dress are a good sign of things to come, down the line. We hope.

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The following caps are of Ghazal, who does a daily morning show on HumTV. She did a couple of dramas, before being sent to the purgatory of hosting talk-shows. I think she hates her job and you often go away with a feeling that she’d rather be chewing glass in a circus, then be doing this. Or maybe, she needs to get a good regular shagging. That grab-the-hair pounding variety that ends up in multiple O’s. It can work wonders for your skin and soul –both.

She is next-door neighbor to Ayesha Khan, the japanese anime-looking new actress to grace the Pakistani drama serial scene. They live in the same apartment building. Both hot bachelorettes in the big city.

Ghazal is young, slim and fairly pretty. She has tiny bite-size tits and to enhance their size, she wears slim-fitting clothes. On this particular day, she’s wearing a pinstripe capri pant-shalwar, which looks rather fetching on her long and graceful legs. The caps provide a rare glimpse of her taut inner and upper thighs, which normally lay hidden and unappreciated under the all-enveloping tent of a kurta. Such are the benefits of modern cuts and designs.

Her avacado shirt, her red piano-key dupatta, combined with the abstract art breast-plate and pinstripe shalwar reminds me of a Felini movie. The only thing missing is a midget with a top hat and I think we can provide that –if only Ms. Ghazal were to eschew one essential item of clothing.

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These beautiful vidcaps of Juggan Kazim are from her show on HumTV, courtesy of bro Jaaf. These pics are a good reminder why Juggan’s jugs deserve to be placed in the pantheon of Titdom, if ever there is a place. There are plenty of girls out there with big tits, but very few can translate that into a sexy persona. It’s the manner in which the whole smorgasbord of lusciousness is laid out in her case.

That sweet innocent face, creamy complexion and the easy manner in which she doles out bucket-loads of sex appeal, is what makes her special. She seems comfortable in her skin and is unafraid to share her sexuality. She will bat those eyelashes, make goo-goo eyes and pull those Alicia Silverstone lips into a lovely pout to disarm you.

Since motherhood, some of Juggans assets have apparently blossomed and grown in size. She is generous enough to share the dividends through plunging wide necklines. Speaking of big white tits on desi chicks, her cleavage reminds me of one of our hot teachers in grade school. She had the body of a Playmate (I kid you not) and the most gorgeous big jugs. She was a total exhibitionist and loved to show them off with wide and plunging necklines. Drove us all nuts.

She would call us up to her table and while we stood solemnly behind her, she would grade our papers. Sometimes, you could clearly see her lacy bra cups –but never the nipple. She was too smart a cookie not to know what she was doing to us, and bless her soul, she never disappointed. I am willing to re-enroll in grade school if Juggan is grading my work.

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