He took a sharp turn from one of the lanes deeper into the block of 13-D. The sooty, almost-winter, desserted, possessor of highly illuminated series of fine lively houses enriched with glee and chatting quietness of the streets project one of the most beautiful attributes of Karachi; life.
Manum maanay azmandi kay be tonay yaazdaaran
Ghum-e-choon to naaz ni ni
Ghum-e-choon to naaz ni ni behizaar naaz-daran
Kohe-e-afataab-e-chashman wa jamaal toos to roshan
Ager astobazgeerum bad bay chashm-e-raazgaaran
"Phir, batao kahan khana khaana hai?" He asked the girls.
"Soup peena hai, kaheen se bhi," I said.
"Abay bhai, tu to rehnay de, last time ka tere israar per mushroom soup bhool gaee kya," he said to me.
"Yaar Mamu, mujhay kiya pata tha us mein cream barh dega woh gadha," I told him.
"Haan bajjo, aap to rehnay dein, you have the worst taste," Mania told me.
"Kam se kam paisay detay waqt insaan ko gham to na ho," Mamu said.
"Yaar, to ro kiyun rahay ho sab, it's called discovering, sheesh," I advocated for that last soup disaster.
"Dekhain jaldi faisla karein warna mera baby uth jaega to kuch nahi ho paeyga," Maami reasoned.
"To batao kahan ki taraf karun?" Mamu asked.
"Chunkay mainay dinner kay liye specially kaprhay badlay hain, is liye durr chalain," I offered.
"Haan, itni mehnat ki hai Sana ne sirf dinner kay liye dur to chalna parhega," Maami said.
"Kahan?" Mamu sounded a little annoyed.
"Clifton!" I said.
"Pagal hai tu, itni dur nahi ja raha mein," he refused.
"Come on!"
"Hamara baby jaag jaega itni dur gaey to," Maami worried.
"Yaar, subah chutti hai, let's go, dekhain meray exam bhi khatam ho ga-ay hain, ek trip to banta hai," said I.
"Aur mera mid term ka paper cancel ho gaya hai Nusrat Bhutto kay gham mein," Mania said.
Then silence fell in the car while I indugled in the passing streets and houses and guessed what possibly could be going on behind so many walls, noticed architectural details.
Yaar ko hamne jabaja dekha
Kaheen zahir kaheen chupa dekha
Kaheen mumkin howa
Kaheen wajib
Kaheen faani,
Kaheen baqa dekha
"Ye dada abbu logon ka ghar hai," Mamu said pointing to one of the houses.
"Hayat hain dadu abbu?"
"Nahi."
"Aw! Tayyab log?" I confirmed.
"Haan, Tayyab Ali pyar ka dushman," Mamu said in a jolly tone.
"Hahahahah," we laughed.
"Dada abbu to Nadir bhai kay dushman thay," Mamu recalled.
"Hahah, woh kaisay?" Mania and I asked.
"Roz darwaza bajatay aur Nadir bhai ka puchtay, ab Nadir bhai naha rahay hon ya kaheen aur masroof hon to woh intezaar kartay jab tak Nadir bhai farigh nahi ho jatay, aur jab woh puchnay jatay kay kiya howa to koi sawal kartay jaisay 'Nadir betay, tumharay ghar paani aaraha hai', Nadir bhai kehtay jee aa raha hai to Dada abbu 'haan hamaray haan bhi aaraha hai' keh kar ghar chalay jatay, roz koi baat puchnay aatay, Nadir bhai ko bolwatay aur 'hamaray haan bhi horaha hai' keh kar Nadir bhai ki tapatay thay," Mamu laughed as he recollected.
After a long drive we pulled over to The Olive Resturant, took the last table which was a dive away from the dark calm terrifying ocean, and had food. The baby kept sleeping in the soothing breeze.
Manum maanay azmandi kay be tonay yaazdaaran
Ghum-e-choon to naaz ni ni
Ghum-e-choon to naaz ni ni behizaar naaz-daran
Kohe-e-afataab-e-chashman wa jamaal toos to roshan
Ager astobazgeerum bad bay chashm-e-raazgaaran
"Phir, batao kahan khana khaana hai?" He asked the girls.
"Soup peena hai, kaheen se bhi," I said.
"Abay bhai, tu to rehnay de, last time ka tere israar per mushroom soup bhool gaee kya," he said to me.
"Yaar Mamu, mujhay kiya pata tha us mein cream barh dega woh gadha," I told him.
"Haan bajjo, aap to rehnay dein, you have the worst taste," Mania told me.
"Kam se kam paisay detay waqt insaan ko gham to na ho," Mamu said.
"Yaar, to ro kiyun rahay ho sab, it's called discovering, sheesh," I advocated for that last soup disaster.
"Dekhain jaldi faisla karein warna mera baby uth jaega to kuch nahi ho paeyga," Maami reasoned.
"To batao kahan ki taraf karun?" Mamu asked.
"Chunkay mainay dinner kay liye specially kaprhay badlay hain, is liye durr chalain," I offered.
"Haan, itni mehnat ki hai Sana ne sirf dinner kay liye dur to chalna parhega," Maami said.
"Kahan?" Mamu sounded a little annoyed.
"Clifton!" I said.
"Pagal hai tu, itni dur nahi ja raha mein," he refused.
"Come on!"
"Hamara baby jaag jaega itni dur gaey to," Maami worried.
"Yaar, subah chutti hai, let's go, dekhain meray exam bhi khatam ho ga-ay hain, ek trip to banta hai," said I.
"Aur mera mid term ka paper cancel ho gaya hai Nusrat Bhutto kay gham mein," Mania said.
Then silence fell in the car while I indugled in the passing streets and houses and guessed what possibly could be going on behind so many walls, noticed architectural details.
Yaar ko hamne jabaja dekha
Kaheen zahir kaheen chupa dekha
Kaheen mumkin howa
Kaheen wajib
Kaheen faani,
Kaheen baqa dekha
"Ye dada abbu logon ka ghar hai," Mamu said pointing to one of the houses.
"Hayat hain dadu abbu?"
"Nahi."
"Aw! Tayyab log?" I confirmed.
"Haan, Tayyab Ali pyar ka dushman," Mamu said in a jolly tone.
"Hahahahah," we laughed.
"Dada abbu to Nadir bhai kay dushman thay," Mamu recalled.
"Hahah, woh kaisay?" Mania and I asked.
"Roz darwaza bajatay aur Nadir bhai ka puchtay, ab Nadir bhai naha rahay hon ya kaheen aur masroof hon to woh intezaar kartay jab tak Nadir bhai farigh nahi ho jatay, aur jab woh puchnay jatay kay kiya howa to koi sawal kartay jaisay 'Nadir betay, tumharay ghar paani aaraha hai', Nadir bhai kehtay jee aa raha hai to Dada abbu 'haan hamaray haan bhi aaraha hai' keh kar ghar chalay jatay, roz koi baat puchnay aatay, Nadir bhai ko bolwatay aur 'hamaray haan bhi horaha hai' keh kar Nadir bhai ki tapatay thay," Mamu laughed as he recollected.
After a long drive we pulled over to The Olive Resturant, took the last table which was a dive away from the dark calm terrifying ocean, and had food. The baby kept sleeping in the soothing breeze.
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