An Ode to the Karachi Monsoon

I’m not sure how I’ll make it home. I don’t know how many more minutes of rain will drown all these streets; I don’t know when the children playing in the puddles will finally be bored or when this man will get his motorcycle to work again; I don’t know if Karachi Electric will ever be prepared for these downpours; I’m not sure how Malik Riaz’s mega infrastructure will fare; I don’t know how many people are worried about their loved ones, or how many people are sipping garam chai on their balconies; I’m not sure how long my wifi will hold and I don’t know when my exhilaration will turn to despair.

I do know, however, that Karachi and the Monsoon rain have an unspoken agreement that makes home feel like home and that makes my city beautiful to me. And when the two collide, unprompted, my heart screams – Karachi, I love you!

Monsoon, welcome home.

Originally published on Facebook on July 23, 2015.

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