Panic set in. Elshan walked to the center of the floor, stiff as a board. As he began to hop and spin, the laws of physics took over. A sticky shekerbura flew out of his pocket and landed right on Uncle Murad’s shiny bald head. Then, as he spun faster, a rain of walnuts and pastry crumbs showered the floor like sweet hail.
The whole room erupted in laughter, and Elshan, turning as red as a pomegranate, finally sat down to eat—this time, with a fork and a very small plate. Acgoz Usaq Prikol
When the music started and the guests rose to dance the Yalli , Elshan saw his moment. He didn't just take one piece; he began stuffing his pockets. He stuffed his left pocket with pahlava , his right with shekerbura , and even tucked a small piece of cheese behind his ear for later. Panic set in