Safar Badnamah (Season 1, Episode 15) “It was flying!!!"

Tuesday, November 09, 2010 Hiba Moeen 4 Comments

Safar Badnamah (Season 1, Episode 15) “It was flying!!! And those sons of the same Bitch!


We are living up to the rule of our Quaid for having a work day tomorrow, a study day rather for not having an off. Well what’s the point of getting an off for no special reason at all …How are we benefitting Iqbal or the country by taking a day off? Ok .. ok … I’m being I don’t know what …

Today was an epic journey … it could have been the last for many in that over crowded bus and thanks to shopaholics for gifting us with a beautiful traffic jam …

I left home pretty much on time later unable to cross a pretty easy road not knowing what the bus ride would be like today. 

These buses follow a strict time schedule otherwise the drivers get fined, I waited for my 5:30 pm bus but there seemed to be no movement on the road amidst the steamed menu of a wonderful traffic jam. My bus was 10 minutes late but it did come. This chaos was making the already frustrated drivers more annoyed in both Pushtou and Urdu alike … The so called or so seemed educated people rather were at the throats of not at fault so called ‘uneducated’ Pathan bus drivers. It took me a good half an hour at Khalid bin Waleed Road with traffic pouring in from all sides of the roads like hot tea on vulnerable skin … it was more like acne … arghh!

The bus was hardly moving, the next thing I know is that it was flying!!! It was flying never to stop again!!! And you know what?!?!?!?! It continued to fly even on the flyover. There I saw tiny clustered sparkles of ruby and diamond on the road underneath … Shahra-e-Faisal … ahem … I mean they were lights of jam packed vehicles. The bus continued to fiddle with inertia and fool around with gravity with I’m sure one side up in the air a little … I grabbed the nearest pole to keep from falling to the other corner of the bus … if that crazy driver’s driving style could try dragging a fat person like me to the other side of the bus in ‘flying motion’ what could it have done to somebody thin? 

The bus was flying I mean it! And so were people inside it. It was flying sideways, in waves … anything but in one straight path! There was a woman with a very tolerant baby who was sweating because Karachi’s weather is still undergoing mood swings. I witnessed the horrified motherly love for her baby and rose lipstick adorned lips reciting prayers, the mom urged the driver to drive like human beings though in a very civilized way but he was too high on his dose of traffic jam. In less than 10 minutes we were at Regent Plaza …

What came next was the heritage of traffic related problems … yes Jinnah Hospital, all the way to Cantt Station. People were cursing and abusing each other, there was one way traffic on both sides of the road which puked indigestible vehicles from all over … The motherly love; those three ladies decided to get off for the sake of their babies at least and take a rickshaw instead … The bus driver made a failed attempt at flying the bus with vehicles stuffed around! Give me a break! The bus hadn’t grown wings yet… Oh dear … and then when the road cleared again, oh my God! It was flying again! It probably was fueled with Red Bull instead of diesel … Rs 17 was too less to ask for in this plane then …

Thankfully I was able to reach Dou Talwar though awfully late, I reached school a little around 7:00 trying to be nice to my lungs while almost flying myself, it wasn’t quite a walk neither was I running …
I made it! I made it! I made it to class! I wonder what those many shopaholics wanted with us today; it seemed as if all of them decided to pour down at once! You can’t blame the goats and cows, there weren’t any being transported … none that I saw and well … goodness! You don’t want my opinion on the act, ‘shopping’.

I remember on the first day of this semester, something went wrong in the city and our classes got cancelled, it was that tantrum producing  huge baby in London and his obnoxious acts in Karachi that shook our city again. I went with my friend (Paras) to her place waiting to be picked up by my brother there …

Today she told me that her 3 year old nephew was getting ready and had changed to come meet me but I had left already … He was so sad for not being able to meet me but he really admired me to an extent that he wants to be named Hiba as well! Hahaha!

My class ended and it was time to wait for the bus at Dou Talwar again … I waited for about 10 to 15 minutes and wanted to look so ugly and scary that I could scare the hell out of perverts … Bloody, dogs! Stalkers in cars. One stopped honking his horn like shit asking me in, then within 5 minutes another stopped by gesturing the same crazy shit! I wanted to damage his car and I mean it! I really wanted to smash that bastard’s windshield with a rock if only my bus hadn’t come then. I could have beaten the crap out of him … Those two were probably sons of the same bitch! I have seen weird women coming in front of cars at that place at night but I’m sure I don’t even look close to what they are like … I didn’t believe it first but they have a dress code.

What was a flying and stuck experience on my way to school turned out to be a slow donkey paced ride on my way back home but it was pretty smooth without reminding what death could be like …

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4 comments:

  1. You made my Day girl. Me and my friend were actually laughing at the way u reached ur School. The last part is damn serious issue. That particular area is becoming place of hookers. Cant help it cz you know who is supporting them. So for the students, Good girls standing on the road is a serious issue specially from the Son's of Bitches

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  2. Glad to know that you enjoyed this post Naveed!
    So these morons that I mentioned are even getting financed by some supporters? Trust me they look ugly and horrible and though the traffic police is usually of no help there but their presence does make a difference. The petrol pump is a very dangerous area to wait for the bus for that matter ...

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  3. You are welcome. Anything that is good definitely will be liked :)

    Im not sure about the finance part but dont agree with the police thing. They are of no help.

    Yes because its a stop for the cars and on the main road people hesitate to stop the car so better change the place where you stand :) Are we talking about that small PSO petrol pump opp Do Talwaar?

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  4. I think it's Caltex not PSO ...

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