Too early on a Sunday morning.

There comes a time in the life of every self respecting male human in his 20s when he has to spend a night in the company of friends and needs some serious food intake as soon as light breaks the eastern horizon. I experienced the same thing this very Saturday. The night was spent in playing cards.

It was an average Karachi night; breezy, sultry, alive and pensive. The calm of the night was shattered by a series of Fajr prayers in a hundred different tones, hues, accents and sounds. The voices amalgamated into one sound, one feeling, one emotion and one thought. Like a reminder in the middle of the night that light is about to arrive. The sound is a mixture of comfort and awe, maybe just a cultural tag, maybe something else.

Then the birds started to awaken, one by one. It all starts with sporadic outbreaks of chirping in a random tree here or there. Then the huge Mango tree in my friends courtyard alighted with the sounds of at least a million sparrows, if not less. We stood in his courtyard enjoying the sight of a sunrise, the sounds of the sparrows and the feeling of a cool morning breeze. A delight for the senses.

As is the case usually, we all went to Burns Road to catch some food this early on a Sunday morning. As is the case usually, we all got to eat Halwa Puris and Chana Parathas. As is the case usually, we all enjoyed the food immensely. As is the case usually, I fell in love with a house / building over there and made it one of the plans of my life to buy it, restore it, and set it up as a period museum, and make a period restaurant on the ground floor.

Lets see how that turns out.

3 Comments so far

  1. Arsalaan Haleem (unregistered) on May 9th, 2005 @ 10:44 pm

    Aalahazrat – The way you have described the time of dawn in Karachi just rekindled my memories of my college school days. During the weekends I used to spend the whole two days at my Khala, with whom I was very close. We, our families would stay awake the whole night either talking or watching Indian flicks on the VCR. Then as soon as we would hear the azan, we would head to our local hotel to get the halwa and paratha. Often we would be first in line to get our nashta.

    The reason I am telling this is – that the joy and an eerie sense of calm that prevailes at the time of dawn is just something that is undescribable. I used to love getting outside to see the dawn break – just to experiece that eeire silence, and to feel the first rays of sun – the whole experience would be just wonderful.

  2. Mars (unregistered) on May 12th, 2005 @ 12:47 pm

    You wrote a wonderful description of daybreak in Karachi that it transfers the reader to the scene.

  3. Abdul Basit (unregistered) on September 20th, 2005 @ 6:02 am

    I am syed abdul basit from karachi pakistan.I used to live in karachi,great city. working in a internet service provider, and aslo studying masters in information technology in last semeseter. with email of and

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