Rabi Pirzada In A Shampoo Ad On Masala TV

The following vidcaps are of Rabi Pirzada, the Pakistani teen sing-sation, from a Bio Amla Shampoo ad that has been running this week on Masala TV and various other music channels. It's a typical shampoo ad. You get an intro, then Rabi swishes her hair around like a whip, proclaiming their gloss and strength as evidence of the product's goodness.




Only thing is, the product sells for Rs. 30. Take away the cost of packaging, shipping and advertising of the product and there isn't much left to put into the bottle. You'll be lucky if you can hold on to any hair you got, after using this thang. Besides, Rabi is showing off her extensions, not her real hair. I have limited expertise in this area, but maybe some girls here can back me up on this. In some shots, there is a clear difference of color and texture between her real hair and the dead hair which has been stuck on it. It's sorta creepy.




Anyway, who cares about Bio... whatsitsname. It's going nowhere. But Rabi is certainly looking good here. What I wanna know is, how she gets her skin to look like that: clear, silky smooth and glowing ?. Her Major (her hubby) is doing something good to her. She certainly looks happier and more radiant since her marraige. You can't deny it. Girls who get off, look and feel better for it. All the crabbiness and bitchiness disappears and they are out there singing, 'What A Beautiful World'.




It seems more and more girls are opting for an elastic, instead of a nara. If it's so convenient, why haven't the guys followed suit ?. Rabi is clearly not wearing a nara, because instead of flaunting a flat tummy it would've caused quite a rumpus in front. That's probably why most fashion conscious gals have forsaken the poor unruly nara. I bet they haven't heard of 'Sharking' ?. Shhh!

Underneath her relatively large perfect tits, a tiny little waist and flaring hips, I will have you know that Rabi is a very cool human being. She appeared on a show this week, where she became a vet-for-a-day. She went around looking at abused and diseased animals kept in shelters. Her attitude towards their suffering and care was amazing. It was not the usual showbiz, hands-off attitude you'd expect from a bratty star. She really cared.



Moreover, she was not afraid to get down and dirty with the donkeys, mules and horses that had pus oozing from their open sores. I couldn't do that and neither could you (ad-mit-it!). She's a better person than most of us and even when her tits sag and ass explodes, her loveliness as a human being will carry on. Somebody did an awesome job raising her.

Rabi Pirzada, Sitting Down For Once, On SunTV

These vidcaps are taken from the SUN TV channel's Morning show. I thought Rabi Pirzada was from the same clan of Samina Pirzada, but hearing Rabi's account of her private struggle to get in the biz, one has to rethink that assumption. There is nobody in showbiz from Rabi's family. In fact, showbiz is frowned upon as an industry in her family and her relatives have not had a kind word for Rabi, since they found out. Some of them have come around, bragging about her behind her back, but she does'nt hold any in high regard.




She describes how she flew back to Pakistan from the middle-east and didn't think her parents had caught wind of her burgeoning singing career abroad. Her father was unusually quiet on the way home and just as they were pulling into their neighbourhood, she caught sight of herself pictured on a huge billboard, adveritising the deal. She says, she was mortified. I have to give props to her dad, for not pulling a Mohammad Ali scene-part on the airport, "Mainey Tumhain aaq kiya! aaq kiya! aaq kiya!".




Another breaking news about Rabi, is that she married on Dec. 27th, 2007 to a retired military man. No, not Musharraf. It's somebody else. Some Major (dick). Stop crying, you two can continue to see each other --in your dreams. He has taken upon himself to manage her career and is busy trying to launch a clothing/merchandising line for her. Yep, this one sounds like a real keeper. I hope she keeps an eye on those account books. I smell an Ike & Tina Turner.




Rabi talks like a self-conscious teen, often breaking into titters with the host of the show. She is self-deprecating and extremely frank and honest. No airs, no pretentions, no nakhra. It's hard to imagine that this same girl can get on stage and use the mic in a manner that will make you shiver.




So she's fair and lovely with a butt that belongs on a coconut tree, but there are plenty of beauties who will dissolve into a pile of salt, like the wicked witch of the west, if they were asked to sing a song in front of a small crowd. This girl has got more than just beauty and brains. She's got balls. So what, if she can't sing like Chotay Ghulam Ali. Have you seen his ass ?.




Note the black shameez under her see-through lawn dress. At least I think it's a shameez. Could be a bra too. Not really sure. Like the way she's accessorized her neck with that dupatta that matches her fire engine red lipstick. That ensemble is hot enough to give me heartburn sitting at home.