Wanna share a funny buy real story.
We had a friend in Khyber Med college. His father was very rich سیٹھ of Swat. He wasn't getting enough money from his dad to reflect their wealth as life style. In our group we had another proper harami nalaiq lofar gunrkup malgarey (who

happens to be a bureaucrat now!) suggested to him to stand up to his cruel dad " mara da nan saba da plaran pa sharaft na pohegey, warta waya che zama da mazgha tik na di, Da jee"
Translation: fathers of nowadays don't understand politeness, stand up to your dad & tell him

that my head's isn't right, I get angry easily"
This way your father will get scared and offer u lots of money to enjoy here in KMC and impress girls.
That nutter went back to Swat and what happened was narrated by him as:
So when I arrived pumped up and ready to dispaly

my preplanned act, I saw my mother & sister getting the lunch ready for my always angry typical puktun dad with Dir wala spina topai tilted on forgead smindicating his BP sky highy. I staright away shouted loudly " why is the dodia not ready yet"?!! My mother gestured

"chup sha, plaar de pa kamra ke dey, os ba darbaan rakedi" Translation: your father is in the room stop shouting or he will beat the shit out of you.
I said "zama da mazgha kar na kai, za da cha na na yaregama" translation: my head isn't right, I am not afraid of anyone.

This was blatant challeng to my lethal Dad. Deep down I'm shaking like a fuking bird, but tried to apparently calm my nerves, strangely my father remained calm. He didn't say a word. I planned further instigation. I said "Da Jee Kala Kala zama mazgha kar na kai".

He remained calm. I thought he got scared and friend's formula worked. I planed to escalate it further, I shouted at mum "da la sanga ingualey dey" Translation: what kinda curry is this?
Dad's apparently stayed frightened and kept reading the newspaper and taking

bites from bread. I screamed "Da jee zama da mazgha bilkul kar na kai kala kala" Translation: Dad my head doesn't work at times, I get angry easily. Well I didnt reach the last part of my dialogue and I felt the bloody burning in my eyes and face.... coz he picked up the

curry plat and hit my face with it so hard that for few moments I got completely disconnected from the surrounding thinking "am I in damn hell?" Than I heard him with ten times louder scream" sta mazgha kho ba kala kala kar nakai, zama da kho 24 ghentey kharab yi"

Translation: son your head may not be right at times while I am crazy 24 hours!
Than he kicked me out...yelling " tar so che de mazgha tik nai che biya pa de taraf rakhkara na shey".translation: Don't ever step in back into my house unless your fukin head get back to its senses