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Karachi - Your Traffic is Killing Me

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The title is inspired by Saba Imtiaz's novel, while I was stuck in traffic. However, my deepest sympathies go out to her for the debacle India has done with her masterpiece. Coming back to the topic, I heart my city born-and-bred Karachiite. I'm infused with memories of extravagant Clifton nightlife, sea view tales, Quaid-e-Azam tomb, Mohata's rich history, burns road food street mania and many such places. I realized the love for Karachi when I was 9, needless to say back then I never realized the positive influence it had on my subconscious mind.

Walk down busy lighthouse vauseway and you'll be happily overshadowed by shopkeepers selling diverse commodities at Lunda Bazaar. You'll find restaurants serving regional dishes such as Haleem, Kashmiri chai, Gujrati chat, Bun kababs, Hyderabadi biryani, you name it- they have it. The whole vibe of my city is exceptional, a compact blend of modern and traditional. 

Now Karachi has lost its glory, the roads are almost blocked or in a never ending under constructions. I'm, amazed why Karachi is so obsessed with the horns. People trust me your HORNY horns are making us nauseous. Karachi citizens are authentic hipsters, who have a bucket reserved for #IDGAFs but believe me giving a fuck should not be your purpose. There are specific rules about driving. Which I am sure these cool hipsters are unaware of and never even try to know them. These cool motorists are driving vehicles with simplistic logic - bang traffic, bang law, and bang people. 

I understand driving in Karachi is a rollercoaster ride. On a daily basis, you encounter with protests and rallies instead of hot dates.We need to observe the impact of our mistakes that can affect others. Maybe you're blocking an ambulance that is carrying a heart patient, or a young teenager getting late for paper and most importantly the corporate slaves like me can be scolded for nothing. So - Dear Karachittes, calm your tits!
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Reckless Karachi Bus Drivers


Karachi bus drivers are authentic hipsters who have a bucket reserved for #IDGAFs but believe me when you’re a public assistant, giving a fuck should not be your role. There are specific rules about driving. Which I am sure these cool hipsters are unaware of and never even try to know them. They are living and driving buses with simplistic logic. In other words, bang traffic, bang law, and bang people. I'm the coolest driver in Karachi.

 Bus Stops Are For You: Why you stop your 1-ton creation of a rustic automaton that is falling apart just like the London Bridge in the center of Saddar road? Why you need to bump into the motorcycles and cars, unless you will create a huge mess. STOPS are made for you, STFU why you to drive a bus like a motorbike.

Your Horn Is Shitty: Firstly, who created these shitty horns?  People hang more on the roads because of these horny noises instead of target killing. Why not drop the signal violating, ass moving, heart-stopping burnouts, car fondling, and side rubbing to the genuine bike walas? Look at your giant bus god damn it you’re not supposed to be mousing out. You’re a bus driver, not an F2 rider. 

 Eek Your Music Sucks: No one in your bus is up for your bollywood songs which include Chikni chameli, Baby doll and Nazar K smaney. Why irritate poor bus sawaars? We don't deserve this sort of punished. Your hideous choice of songs blew the veins in our brains.

Maintenance Is Our Right: By spending money on maintenance, you can fix the broken mirrors, faulty seats. I know mostly public who utilize buses are an illiterate ass, but you could be generous to keep your ride classy. I understand driving in Karachi is a rollercoaster ride. On a daily basis, you encounter with protests and rallies instead of hot chicks. You can fix the back screen which was shattered in the protest caused by some naive political parties. Most importantly dressing the bus up like a bride is not the maintenance.

You Are Not A Tarzan: They will ask for a fare in the back of the bus, next second you see them in the front. Later on, they are draping on the back of the bus. They literally float over the passing cars and they wave as if they’re doing Bollywood item number.  

KHUDA KO MAN YR INSAAN KA BACHA BAN! LATAKNE KA ITNA HI SHOQ HAI TOU KAHIEN AUR JA NA!
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