Jamali (the best hand rub in the world?)
Posted: Thu 4th Mar 2010 06:01 pm
I havent posted here in a while. Been real busy sampling some of the best the Uk has to offer. Been travelling up n down the countrysides, visiting various links in various cities... ended up in some very nice places, and some places I'd rather forget tbh. But hey, I have to ask myself - Is all this green/hasj hunting worth it?
I've spent a lot of time, and money, just sourcing out good stuff for my own medical needs. It's ridiculously expensive. And at times I was close to giving up, but that was more the exception to my predicament. having good friends who go out on a limb to get you the links is well appreciated, they wont be reading this but hey, they deserve thanks here also.
Anyway, this post is turning kinda long, so am gonna attempt to get to the point.
I friend had called to tell me that some Mazar-E-Sharif was in his personal possession. This legendary and rare hasj has been as elusive to my hunts , more so than anything else...
So off I go, Lancashire - got to my friends place, and was welcomed by the warm, sweet wafting aroma of a very fine blend. Man it was old skool, and pure quality. Words won't describe here, the sensations I experienced when I walked into his house. I knew I was about to schmoke something that would make it difficult for me to leave Lancashire, for the long drive back to London. I wasn't wrong.
Have you ever schmoked something that made you feel like a child? not mischievious or troublesome, but innocent and uplifted, justified and happy that time seems to have froze? It happens to me after a lot schmoking, but this mazar-E-Sharif got me like that on the first 3 tokes. I kid you not... I had to put the joint down. That was a mistake, my friend thought I didn't like joints so pulled out a ROOR bong, and loaded the bowl with some lovely slivers of the hasj... Bonged, the flavours got me schlomping* the roof of my mouth to prolong the taste. Wow, this was better than anything I had in Amsterdam!!! The high was instantaneous, and noticably mellow, yet strong. Initial precursors to the buzz were sensations of light massage above my brow and around my temples. I was already feeling very relaxed and now needed a drink, a glass of chocolate milkshake with some ice was perfect. So I asked how much for a half of the MES, and was told a price. But he told me he had something even better, I told him he was crazy - that "there was nothing reputedly better than the Mazar-E-Sharif" hasj, and boy was I wrong.
He came back with a block of the oiliest, blackest, loveliest block of hasj, around nine oz block, with the word JAMALI written in arabian text, just the "Ein, Meem, Laam and Alif" (Arabian letters, E, M, L, and A) were visible from the cut, this was embossed into the hasj and also covered in gold leaf. I wish I had a pic to show you, coz it was a work of beauty, I tell ya! Anyway, I remained skeptical after schmoking the Mazar-E-Sharif as to date I had come across nothing better.
So I asked him to prove it, and he cleaned the bong and loaded it with some slivers of the Jamali hasj. We didn't light it straight away, he asked me about my health and stuff, and we got talking for a bit. I'm glad we did, this is when I realised that the mazar-e-sharif is actually quite a sociable hasj, although it leaves me stuck to the couch too. I was already effed up and was enjoying the chat. Stoner talk. Drifting from one subject to another, then trying to retrace converstations lol. I made a joint of some Jorges Diamonds that I had bought with me, and lit up. And he proceeded to light the bong. I smoked a few puffs of my joint and passed it to him, and he passed me the bong. I sparked up and inhaled the Jamali for the first time. Hands down it was better than the Mazar-E-Sharif, and I felt bloody lucky that I was right there, shmoking two impressively amazing hasjs'. The taste from the jamali, its' potency and hit were just so good, they were worthy of being presented to a King. I enquired as to how he came by this stuff and was told it was by sheer luck that a cousin of his from Pakistan managed to find a way to get it here and he got some form him. Awesome LOL. I wasn't expecting that. Either way, I asked him how much he would sell me and was told, maximum an ounce of each... that will last me a little over a month, but now I had to ask how much, he told me - it was reasonable and I paid up. I stayed for a while though, we were enjoying our banter, and had ordered pizza as I had not eaten anything the whole day. My appetite had been stimulated thankfully, the hasj did that really well. I have trouble feeling hungry as I'm often on edge, anxious, or stressed. But yeah, I was enjoying our banter, and pizza arrived, we munched it, and I really felt like the drive back would be a chore. He was kind enough to offer me the sofa but I really did have to get back to London, as I had to work the next day...
Feeling significantly sober as I hadn't toked anything for over a couple hours now, I decided to jump in the car and drive back, I stopped over on the outskirts of Leicester to visit a family member, and ended up staying the night. However, I didn't manage to get to work the next day, and got flack for that... pulling sickies lol
Anyway, I'm on my last bits of the Jamali, the Mazar-E-Sharif got schmoked first, I saved the better one imo for last. I wish I had a proper camera as my phone cam is crap and wont justify the pic of the lil bit of Jamali i have left.
Has anyone else come across the Jamali? I never heard of it until I came across it recently, and I am very very very impressed!
*Schlomping - to taste the smoke of the substance you are smoking, whicls exhaling from your nose. using the back bart of your tongue to taste the smoke on its' way out.
I've spent a lot of time, and money, just sourcing out good stuff for my own medical needs. It's ridiculously expensive. And at times I was close to giving up, but that was more the exception to my predicament. having good friends who go out on a limb to get you the links is well appreciated, they wont be reading this but hey, they deserve thanks here also.
Anyway, this post is turning kinda long, so am gonna attempt to get to the point.
I friend had called to tell me that some Mazar-E-Sharif was in his personal possession. This legendary and rare hasj has been as elusive to my hunts , more so than anything else...
So off I go, Lancashire - got to my friends place, and was welcomed by the warm, sweet wafting aroma of a very fine blend. Man it was old skool, and pure quality. Words won't describe here, the sensations I experienced when I walked into his house. I knew I was about to schmoke something that would make it difficult for me to leave Lancashire, for the long drive back to London. I wasn't wrong.
Have you ever schmoked something that made you feel like a child? not mischievious or troublesome, but innocent and uplifted, justified and happy that time seems to have froze? It happens to me after a lot schmoking, but this mazar-E-Sharif got me like that on the first 3 tokes. I kid you not... I had to put the joint down. That was a mistake, my friend thought I didn't like joints so pulled out a ROOR bong, and loaded the bowl with some lovely slivers of the hasj... Bonged, the flavours got me schlomping* the roof of my mouth to prolong the taste. Wow, this was better than anything I had in Amsterdam!!! The high was instantaneous, and noticably mellow, yet strong. Initial precursors to the buzz were sensations of light massage above my brow and around my temples. I was already feeling very relaxed and now needed a drink, a glass of chocolate milkshake with some ice was perfect. So I asked how much for a half of the MES, and was told a price. But he told me he had something even better, I told him he was crazy - that "there was nothing reputedly better than the Mazar-E-Sharif" hasj, and boy was I wrong.
He came back with a block of the oiliest, blackest, loveliest block of hasj, around nine oz block, with the word JAMALI written in arabian text, just the "Ein, Meem, Laam and Alif" (Arabian letters, E, M, L, and A) were visible from the cut, this was embossed into the hasj and also covered in gold leaf. I wish I had a pic to show you, coz it was a work of beauty, I tell ya! Anyway, I remained skeptical after schmoking the Mazar-E-Sharif as to date I had come across nothing better.
So I asked him to prove it, and he cleaned the bong and loaded it with some slivers of the Jamali hasj. We didn't light it straight away, he asked me about my health and stuff, and we got talking for a bit. I'm glad we did, this is when I realised that the mazar-e-sharif is actually quite a sociable hasj, although it leaves me stuck to the couch too. I was already effed up and was enjoying the chat. Stoner talk. Drifting from one subject to another, then trying to retrace converstations lol. I made a joint of some Jorges Diamonds that I had bought with me, and lit up. And he proceeded to light the bong. I smoked a few puffs of my joint and passed it to him, and he passed me the bong. I sparked up and inhaled the Jamali for the first time. Hands down it was better than the Mazar-E-Sharif, and I felt bloody lucky that I was right there, shmoking two impressively amazing hasjs'. The taste from the jamali, its' potency and hit were just so good, they were worthy of being presented to a King. I enquired as to how he came by this stuff and was told it was by sheer luck that a cousin of his from Pakistan managed to find a way to get it here and he got some form him. Awesome LOL. I wasn't expecting that. Either way, I asked him how much he would sell me and was told, maximum an ounce of each... that will last me a little over a month, but now I had to ask how much, he told me - it was reasonable and I paid up. I stayed for a while though, we were enjoying our banter, and had ordered pizza as I had not eaten anything the whole day. My appetite had been stimulated thankfully, the hasj did that really well. I have trouble feeling hungry as I'm often on edge, anxious, or stressed. But yeah, I was enjoying our banter, and pizza arrived, we munched it, and I really felt like the drive back would be a chore. He was kind enough to offer me the sofa but I really did have to get back to London, as I had to work the next day...
Feeling significantly sober as I hadn't toked anything for over a couple hours now, I decided to jump in the car and drive back, I stopped over on the outskirts of Leicester to visit a family member, and ended up staying the night. However, I didn't manage to get to work the next day, and got flack for that... pulling sickies lol
Anyway, I'm on my last bits of the Jamali, the Mazar-E-Sharif got schmoked first, I saved the better one imo for last. I wish I had a proper camera as my phone cam is crap and wont justify the pic of the lil bit of Jamali i have left.
Has anyone else come across the Jamali? I never heard of it until I came across it recently, and I am very very very impressed!
*Schlomping - to taste the smoke of the substance you are smoking, whicls exhaling from your nose. using the back bart of your tongue to taste the smoke on its' way out.