World War I lives on in Karachi
DAMN YOU K.E.S.C and DHA
8am in the morning, you wake up to the fan swaying as if some unseen goddess is blowing at it, it shivers just a little, to explain that there is SOME electron activity in its wires.
On calling the K.E.S.C to explain that there is little or no voltage in our home, we find the phone incessantly busy. On calling the big boss who sits on the second floor at the KESC complaint center just behind Badar Commercial area, near 26th St. DHA Phase 5, we do get through. We explain the problem and he promises swift action. We apologize that we called him but do explain that it’s because we cannot get through to his subordinates downstairs as they have more important business to conduct, on the phone.
In any case the electricity in my home goes off and this is a good sign. This means soon the voltage will be restored to our humble abode.
That said in just an hour or so its time for the daily “load shedding” so there goes the power again.
When we receive power again, it’s for a couple of short hours.
It’s now 4:30pm in the afternoon and the power goes off again.
Thinking it’s just another case of load shedding we take it in stride. I leave the house to run some errands on the return find that there is still no power.
Running an errand in DHA Karachi, these days means one will have to walk through aging green slime/sludge to get to any establishment. When you try and avoid that you are sprayed with water splashing off the tarmac as trucks and cars whiz on by.
Clearly after such a time when you return home, you need a shower.
When you get home there is no water or the pump will not work, so there is no water to shower with. (Note no electricity can have devastating effects on home life).
Obviously I have to vent somewhere, I have to fight with my sibling at home only to give this monster brewing inside me somewhere to breathe.
It’s now 10pm. There is still no power in my house. Apparently it’s just the one phase that has gone missing so we are low on the KESC priority list. It is just that that is the one phase that runs my entire apartment / house, because KESC has not deemed it worth their while until now to share our house load on to two separate phases. This has to be explained each time we complain.
I cannot take this anymore so I leave my house, with the intention of showing them my state and perhaps they will take pity on me and send the repair truck. Of course I had (due to no power taking precedence) forgotten that my street is the re incarnation of the great green swamp, thanks to DHA leaving our streets to the mercy of overflowing gutters and generally not accounting for us needing drainage to begin with.
In any case, simply holding your breath can get you in and out of the house and also if you must you can contort your body so as to enter the car from the one side of the car that does not dip into the ugly, sickening, green slime. In any case I drive up towards the KESC complaint office, near Badar Commercial area (of course nearly being run over as people DO NOT UNDERSTAND THAT RED MEANS STOP AND GREEN MEANS GO)…. Anyway I digress, as I am about to take my turn I see the street leading to KESC is no more. Some powers that be have decided that turning Kh-e-Badban into a real life representation of the trenches from World War I will win over some strange favor. There is a full fledged 4 feet wide trench n the middle of the street, cutting across the entire street. Water from the streets is now being pumped into this newly formed trench. This water will not drain, it will not evaporate, so why not leave it there in a trench in the middle of the street. WHAT DOES THIS ACHIEVE? The Street is unusable now. The KESC is not approachable. Was this the plan? Needless to say I could not complain to KESC and I returned home, fuming only to find my release here….