I is Karachi!
I can see three
young men standing in the middle of the road with automatic weapons firing
shots in the air.
I am a young man but
I struggle to catch my breath as I turn to look at the buses on fire.
I am woman who is
rushing to bring back her daughter from school when there is no transport.
I am a 60 years old
laborer and couldn’t make my daily wage of Rs 300 because of the riots today.
I am a patient who
needs weekly dialysis but I missed my session today because of the strike in
the city.
I am shopkeeper who
can’t open his shop
I am a Sindhi,
Balochi, Punjabi and a Pakhtoon.
You’ll see me in
Banaras and Burns road, Lyari and Liaquatabad.
You can find me on
the streets chanting slogans for GA Bhutto and GA Mutahida.
I am follower,
supporter and voter of MQM, PPP, and ANP.
These parties own
me, talk about me and take advantage of me. But whenever their activists are
killed, they hijack my home, closing all roads. They leave me stranded by shutting
the petrol pumps, and markets turning a deaf ear to my shouts of misery.
I am a citizen of
Karachi.
