Finally i found a village where i can feel right at home.
Oh sweet home karachi, its the city where i was born, where i was raised, where i saw dreams, where i took first step towards my ambition.
We lived near tariq road on very busy street of karachi, from my terrace you can see the hustling and bustling streets. We lived in a huge house with all my uncles and their families.We had a huge garden which no one bothered to take care of, and lots of coconut trees, man i missd those coconuts, and when it rain in karachi we had feast on our roof(terrace), my mom use to make halwa, my chachi will bring pakoras and then we eat it in rain, i mean we use to get soaked in rain( ya just like u see in movies and sing all kind of songs), and eat in the very taiz baarish(heavy rain), so pakro would be saoked in water but still very yummy. and then after rain stops our trees were left shining and that sweet smell of our soil, washed streets.
Then I got into medical college, i still remember my first day i put on my best outfit and my mom yes my mom droped me to point...yup the point is the shuttle service of medical colleges and universities every college have their own anyways so it use to come a little far from my house so my mom did not wanted to leave me alone bcos of karachi haalat, i was so nervous and happy and when i was in my point it took us to gulshan and then far far places and then after an hour to my college, for the first time i actually saw the gulshan area. well one can always discover new places ...lol. and after evry 15 min i keep asking girl infront of me that "college kab aaye ga" well that girl is now my close friend..we still laugh about the first day.
and every day our point would leave college at 2:30 to drop us at our home, and our senior guys would go in back and would sing silly songs and all of us would squeeze in the first seats so they can not see us and would spare us of the remarks. they gave me name too, we use to be so scare of senior guys now i wonder why....
Oh yes then in my senior years my friend bing her car and we all would go to clifton where dating couples would playing hide and seek with police walas and bribing them...lol
and when ever someone had their birthday we would go to some place nice for lunch and ofcourse in karachi nice places are in clifton.
and i still remember the karachi public buses god thats a roller coaster with long route i mean a place where you can reach in 15 min the bus will take you in 30 min but where else you can have fun of roller coaster fun and see all the places of karachi in only 5 rupees..its so many things in one.
If i take public bus to college it use to take 45 min and that point use to come so early and then they would drop me so far that i had to walk for 10 min..so i always complain to point wala uncle(by the way he did not like girls calling him uncle or bhai lol.....but they cant stop me...lol)
I have so many memories that if i was a writer i would write the whole book. I mean i am not some occasinal summer spender in karachi, i am THE REAL KARACHI GIRL..
i know you guys must be bored by my stories but its my home town and i get tears when i talk about karachi..
I will keep on posting about my life in karachi so if you guys get bored do let me know.....(i will keep writing anyway)
With all thy faults i love thee still...and i miss you so much that someday i will move back bcos i am FOB and i dont belong here.