Whither Roads
One of the most wonderful things about Karachi is that I fit here. I fit here like a square peg in a round hole. As all Karachiites do. The city is one big mass of absolute psychosis. Delectable yet Intriguing.
Adding to the complete madness of horrifying traffic, every major road being under construction, one week old rain water standing on the roads, terrible amounts of dust and people who believe that horns are meant to be checked every five seconds is the wonderfully quaint little concept of potholes. As I have said I fit in Karachi. So does my exteremely decrepit Khyber fit in all of these potholes.
Though I could never understand why people swerved right and left to avoid them. Then I sat in my mothers car. One pot hole. All hell broke loose. And then it dawned upon me that the buses careening across the road arent trying to kill me, they are trying to avoid the potholes.
In case I havent been clear. I hate potholed roads!
I went to hotel beach Luxury from Gulshan today in My Leettle FX, A Land cruiser almost rammed into me from my left side, he was talking on a mobile phone in a bumper to bumper traffic.. Then a lady adjusting the side view mirror of her khaber veered suddenly to the right lane from the left lane right in front of my car .. An for the worst part the pot holes and bumpy tracks shock my car and me so badly that my brain is still wobbly …
Seriously We don’t have any roads left in the whole City. :(
Now I am getting sick of these road topics. Get some thing new please. We already know city is going through some major construction, what’s new ?? Stop crying kids.
Yesterday I saw a side of flyover at national stadium being ripped open to repair the water pipe underneath. I told my colleague ‘ lagta hay jaldi ban gaya tha isi liyeh dobata khol rahay hain’
gibberish english. May I advise latin urdu?