Asif's Pharmacy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as an old man was browsing through Asif’s Pharmacy, he overheard two delivery drivers whispering. ‘Did you see that?’ one asked. ‘See what?’ replied his colleague. The first driver pointed towards the shelves and said, “It moves.” Curious, the old man peered closer and saw a small bottle slowly sliding along the shelf. He chuckled softly to himself, thinking perhaps it was just an optical illusion. Later that evening, back home, he found his own medicine had mysteriously rearranged itself on the bathroom counter. Asif’s Pharmacy remained quiet, but rumors of its moving inventory grew among the neighborhood.

2. Late one night, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes in Asif’s Pharmacy, he heard a strange humming sound coming from behind the counter. Curious, he peeked around and saw an elderly gentleman wearing a white lab coat, carefully mixing powders into vials of glowing liquid. The delivery driver watched wide-eyed as the old man whispered something to himself and then smiled mysteriously. Just when he was about to ask what it all meant, the pharmacist turned around with a twinkle in his eye and said, 'Just another secret recipe for eternal youth.' The driver laughed nervously and went back outside, never revealing what he'd seen inside Asif’s Pharmacy.

3. One morning, a little girl entered Asif’s Pharmacy and asked the clerk, ‘Do you sell magic potions here?’ The pharmacist smiled and replied, ‘We have everything for health, but no magic.’ Just then, an unusual bottle caught her eye. She picked it up curiously. ‘What does this do?’ she asked. The pharmacist grinned and said, ‘It makes your hair grow like ours!’ pointing to his own head. She giggled and ran out, leaving behind both the bottle and her real question unanswered. That afternoon, Asif found himself explaining to a puzzled delivery driver why there was a tiny bottle of hair growth potion in the stock.

4. Late one night, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes in Asif’s Pharmacy, he heard someone whispering from inside the stockroom. Curious, he peeked inside only to see a shadowy figure rummaging through bottles and muttering something about finding ‘the perfect remedy.’ The delivery driver called out, but the figure didn’t respond. Just as he reached for his phone, the shadow suddenly turned around—revealing an old man with a mischievous smile holding a bottle of aspirin. ‘Looking for this?’ he asked. The driver laughed it off, thinking it was just a prank by a regular customer named Mr. Khan. Back at home, over coffee, he told his wife, ‘I think I saw Asif talking to himself tonight.’ She replied, ‘Well, that’s nothing new. He talks to everyone who comes here.’