Karachi.
Every time I return to you, you never disappoint me.
You are always waiting for me to come back for the drama to unveil just so that I don’t miss a thing while I am away. I appreciate your efforts to with hold the excitement…but this time… you really did over do it;
From witnessing 9 year long romantic relationships between common friends wither into dust to watching another friend hop skip jump her way into marriage in just 4 days after meeting a complete stranger. From watching strange arranged marriages actually work out to watching the love marriage of someone who is like a sister to me result in divorce. From hearing about who cheated on whom to who actually decided to commit. From the final revelation of an old practical joke on a friend to being there to celebrate her commencing into 27 years of existence. From watching my grandparents turn 92 and 85 to my grandfather telling me how no one thought his marriage would last even 6 months and how he laughs as 66 years went by in a blink. Crabbing and beaching, coffee scenes and dinner scenes, Three Idiots scenes. Get togethers where I am surrounded by married and pregnant women and realizing they were not “aunties” but my school and college friends- my working friends..my stressed over worked friends. From me selling some of my work to having actually finally seen the inside of khizzys house for the first time in the 7 years we have been friends. Nemo and Lightening McQueen and McDonald overdoses to constantly being asked by my nephew if I had a “surprise” in my bag for him. From hearing some extra special news from a sister to striking a deal with my mother where she will pay me a handsome sum if I eloped within 2 years…with whom? That is of no consequence. From hearing of a cousin couple adopting a baby girl from Eidhee to hearing of my baby cousin getting engaged when I am so so so utterly far from anything like that myself. From flight cancellations, to falling ill, to getting eye infections and finally the night spend on the night I leave…From 30 hour layovers, getting offloaded to randomly getting selected for extra screening…
Karachi, you have completely exhausted me.
And yet, I cannot wait till I return to you.
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love this. and im liking the header a lot. is it your design for the day haha ? miss you.
when will my redemption happen??
lol. zaleel ker keh rakh diya hai.
and the half night spend on the last day was quite random and comfortable.
miss you tonnes, and yay for the last frame. i recognized the black pearls.
LOVE the header. much more you. this was after you did mine, right?
jammi: glad you like the header- i still dont think its as good as my very first one but it'll do for now. :) miss you too!
Khiz: redemption is impossible in this case- this classic tale will haunt you for life! i will tell your kids this one day :P
i did this header abhi like... in november but put the type in yesterday. :)
lol..i meant the shoot was after you did my white on white shoot.
Love what you do :) Great revamp of the site :)
awww this is so sweeeeeet.
i hate it when long relationships fall apart like it's the most natural thing on earth. it makes me wonder...is anything for certain? Anything true?
When I had shifted to the US for a year I couldn't wait to come back. And honestly, when I came back I realized there's nothing like Karachi.
God bless it.
and can u please teach me how you made that photo strip? please? :)
Ayesha: Thanks so much :)
Nahl: Karachi best hai :)
and its very simple.. all you need is freehand and photoshop!
Like the header =)
your writing is changing. i loved this post.
yawar: thanks :)
Cheeso: You think so? youve been following for a while...even when i never wrote a word with a post...so you would know! :)
Thanks.
I'm actually enjoying the writing part
Kay your positivity is almost fairy tale-ish. A classical character coming straight out of Aesop’s fable, or perhaps a folklorist’s dream blending Cinderellas, rapunzels, beauty minus the beast and Alice-in-US in one complete package adding those extra beautiful bits and pieces:)
Three kinds of sentiments are brought back home after returning from a better more civilized western world.
• Pakistan is the worst place on this planet. Let’s go back.
• I love Pakistan it has all my friends and family but can’t cope with the lifestyle here anymore. Corruption law & order load shedding rising prices etc etc. Let’s go back. I will keep visiting Pakistan.
• And you, endorsing your very hometown more than ever after returning back. In your case, coming back from a better part of the world has only strengthened your bonding with the homeland.
You have mentioned mostly about meeting friends and family, your hangouts but deep within those lines, I sense this ever growing fascination for Karachi. Desperately wanting to know more, itching to discover every layer every aspect of the city, almost finding new perspective more enriched perspective on societal norms, relations almost everything around you. NY has given you in immense. Self discovery started somewhere while aimlessly wandering roaming capturing whatever grabbed your attention. The grandeur, diversity, vastness, the sheer flamboyance of NY enhancing the perception that no matter what you do how you do, you would still not get enough, only doubled your fascination.
I guess returning back spending time with your folks was just one side of the story. You have gained something extremely valuable, a more profound understanding, true sense of enlightenment in terms of what a great city can possibly offer. You would never scan Karachi through that old lens anymore. It will continue to fascinate, haunt, excite and deeply upset you with the intensity you will not have experienced before
You have still not achieved your nirvana, still not fully explored your true potential and still very far from that peace of mind. Your friends may differ:)
And I find orange totally in contrast with your personality
Valkyrie: i believe its been a while since someone called my positive to the degree you have just now. i used to be far more idealistic and silly, as some may say, than this. this right now...me...is quite the improved version before you...and yet i feel not improved enough ( anymore :P)
although this post had nothing to do with my fascination with karachi its very interesting you noted that in it. i express my fascination and curiosity plenty in other posts and perhaps some you have read previously and felt was subconsciously echoed in this post.. i'm surprised though... pleasantly! but i think its more you than me you need to give credit to for that.
and i agreee, NY has given me immense. and i cant wait to live the next two years here...i dont think i am done at all with this place.
i dont know how you do it. your insight will never cease to amaze me. as will the fact that you refuse to write for yourself about yourself.
and on a completely unrelated note, i realised if ever we were to bump into eachother at some shop, some coffee joint in some city or some airport, you would recognize me if not instantly but eventually and know SO much about me and i would be the idiot standing in front of you/next to you/near you, completely clueless as to who you are.
on that note; please start blogging!
Why am i not an orange personality?? :( i love orange!
:)
What is it with karachi and crabbing. theminute i read crabbing i knew it had to be Khi. Sorry Kay, i know not much about pakistan but my friends in khi just always seem to be out crabbing.... even on their bday! hehe
--Baptizedlucifer
crabbing is awesome.
a lil expensive but a must do everytime one visits karachi.
its the best food in town! and only fun to have sitting in a small boat in the middle of the sea!
:)
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