Escaping Chaos – Part 2
While Imtiaz very well described what he went through yesterday, many other KMB authors like Khurram, Farukh, Unaiza, and myself were stuck at various places due to riots and mobs and all that chaos.
I was in office when I heard the news. It was close to 630. That’s when everyone in the office decided to leave anticipating the violence that always erupts in Karachi under such circumstances. I live near Baloch Colony Bridge and work in Nursery area. it takes 10 minutes to get home normally. But yesterday I was still at the ramp of Baloch Colony bridge at 730. When I reached on top of the bridge wanting to make a right turn towards City School PAF Chapter, I found the road blocked and all the cars were making a U-turn back to Sharae Faisal. At the same time I saw people running from that side. I was barely one minute from home but it didn’t seem possible to get there. Next thing I saw was something black thrown on the road. I don’t know if it was a piece of tire or what but it landed pretty close to my car. That’s when I hit the gas and returned on Sharae Faisal. I decided to go back to my office and park my car in the basement of my office building. When I got there I found the service lane blocked. The driver of the car ahead of me got out and removed the obstacles to enter the service lane. So I entered the lane in which my office building is located but found the entrance to its parking closed. I turned my car towards the parking of the building next to my office building and after some honking they opened the gates and I was able to park my car in the basement. Later I found out that mobs were throwing stones at cars and shops that’s why they had closed all the gates and entrances to the building. In all the mean time, I found it next to impossible to contact my family members and inform them about my status. But nevertheless after several attempts I was able to contact them. That was around 8 PM. From then till 1130 I was in that building along with several other office workers and security guards. One man left on his bike but returned after a while on foot, because his bike was snatched from him and torched.
At 1130 I decided to head home on foot, as it was still too risky to drive. I safely made it to the bridge but when I reached the road that goes from under the bridge, I spotted few boys standing there. They were laughing and talking with each other as if they don’t have a care in the world. The bikers and motorists coming from that direction all turned around as soon they saw those boys. The boys burst into laughter looking at that reaction. I don’t know if they were real gangsters or neighborhood boys having fun, but it was certainly not funny.
Anyway, I was observing them from a distance as I myself was not sure about passing them by. That’s when a security guard from KESC office saw me and offered me to come inside the gate. I took refuge in the KESC office for few minutes until the boys were gone after which I resumed my walk towards home. On my way I saw several vehicles burnt and broken.
I was home at midnight.