Thursday the 27th, The morning starts off with me waking up at 7:20.. having water on my face, got my clothes on, taking the breakfast, had the shoes laces tied on and switch on the ignition of the car.. ! The car didnt start after 5 attempts and got the battery down. Got 2 chokidars of my street to push it up and there you go.. Not a good beginning to university at all.. ! Anyways the classes went off at around 1:40 and i left uni with Shahab to drop him at Saddar and came after Fawad the awesome car mechanic to tune up the car. He got already 15 customers in the queue so i called Ammar if he know any other guy who can do this for me. To be short, Ammar and me went to Fakirabad after the mechanic and came back at around 5:50-6:00 pm. Ammar’s ammi hospitality made me sit there for tea and some awesome eatable. Just as i eat the last bite of kabab, an sms from a uni friend struck me.. “Benazir died” and i was like . i made ammar quickly ran to turn on the tv which he couldnt (the complete pro islamic mahol at his home made them throw stupid tv outa their home) i guess it was ammar’s mom who switched on a radio which confirmed the report..
Panic started right away! Abboo called in me to ask where i was.. he asked me to come straight to home as protesters were supposed to come out to the streets. i understood what he meant.. so quickly sat on the driving seat and drove fast. I knew my car wont run till hayatabad (the tuning caused all the fuel to vanish in the air) anyways stopped by the fuel station when i realized i dont got more than 50/- in my pocket.. and there isnt any bank ATM nearby as well. The next thing was i drove to Ammar once again to borrow some cash.. came back to the same station, filled the bullshit tank and drove at 110 km/h at the main gulbahar road.. lol. Just were about to turn at the main Gulbahar chowk near Police station when 40, 50 men came out from the election office of Syed Zahir Ali Shah, candidate for provincial assembly, and start throwing countless stones on the cars and buses. I really dont know how i avoided that but all i know, that i turned the car on the right without seeing if anybody was trying to overtake me or not, and drove as fast as i could in the opposite direction on a oneway road. There were sounds of wind screens shattering as i narrowly missed a bus coming straight into me..
I went to Rasheed Town in Gulbahar to stay at Pupho’s home. I was planing to leave for my home late at night but she refused to let me go. My chacha (who belongs to PPP) asked the local SHO to go with me in the morning. I slept at around 2:45 with all the headache. 4:45 i woke up and couldnt resist going to my home, to my room, to my own bed.. Just took the my car from the porch, prayed Allah to keep me and my car safe and planed that if anybody come in my way, i am gonna crush him under my wheels.. Making this long post short, i broked my own 130KM/h on mehran and reached with in 15 minutes to home where ammi couldnt sleep whole night just because i was not at home..
I will post a tribute to Shaheed Benazir Bhutto.. One could disagree with her few pro american policies but certainly she was a politician, in fact, a great politician just like her father and an awesome leader. May her soul rest in peace ! Ameen