The airplane had taken off to Dubai. I had my eyes glued to the window to have a last glimpse of Jinnah Airport and Karachi, lighted in patches (thanks to KESC), which I might not see for the next few years. During the two hour journey back home my imagination wandered off to look for reasons why Dubai can never be as awesome as Karachi, even with all the record breaking things happening here.
- Karachi is Karachi because of the fancy colored buses and trucks. The art on them speaks for the liveliness of the city. Nothing like that here.
- Beaches without camel rides are inconceivable. And totally unheard of in Dubai.
- Using fireworks to celebrate every small occasion only happens in Karachi. It’s a rare sight here.
- I honestly don’t remember the last time I had a bhutta from a thela on the roadside of a busy street.
- No matter how many times I’ve visited the world famous malls of Dubai, nothing compares to the variety at Meena Bazar and Tariq Road.
- Meetha pan is love. Where, in Dubai, do I get a dessert as delicious as that?
- Haye so many DVDs for Rs. 30 each. Somebody please launch a Rainbow Center in Dubai.
- I love how there is this rule of returning the “botal” after you’re done with the Pepsi. What an innovative way to recycle.
- Patriotic caller tunes, religious caller tunes and even Sheila Ki Jawani caller tunes. Sadly, nothing as awesome out here.
- The best means of transport in the world is a CNG rickshaw. That never, ever happens here.
And the list can go on and on about things that make Karachi what it is. Each and every moment I spend there is royal. Spoiled by khalas, mamus and cousins, endless Eid and shaadi shopping and finger-licking food are better than the most luxurious hotel at any given time.
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