And then my soul saw you and it kind of went "Oh there you are. I've been looking for you.”

Snakes.

The night was dark and silent, and the citizens of the city of light slept soundly in their [un/]comfortable beds (which was considered unusual before dreams became their only salvation) when a gun shot was heard.

We had just entered that street then, in our car on way back home, when two men running madly came into sight. One of them had a pistol with him, the other was empty-handed. One of them ran to take life, another to save it.

He was running fast; as fast as one would if they saw their death coming at any second’s difference, and his enemy was running fasteras fast as one would when his thirst for blood had blinded all his other senses…

I was shocked: it was just like a hunter and deer’s game, except that both were unfortunately humans here.

Whether he killed him or not, I cannot say. It is actually useless to hope for the latter but…
Did they put his body in a grave when they found him the next morning? Does his family know yet? Of course they do. In a city where deaths become a statistic, it is so predictable where you lost your loved ones. But what of the police who were busy inspecting random passers a distance away? Did they notice how a car had reversed in panic at the sight of it when they were too, just an instant away from being targeted?

Death often comes like that. It becomes a tragedy for the killer, the final stop for the runner, and a lesson for the living. ..

10 responses

  1. This looks like a poor metaphorical translation of a true event :/

    June 16, 2014 at 8:25 pm

  2. Tomorrow I’ll leave for my homeland; Karachi, in order to settle there once for all and never leave it. To live by its tranquil shores and cool breeze and the crazy hubbub forever. Or at least until I’m robbed and gunned down in a shady corner of a quiet street. Such is my passion for The City. It vexes me, Random, to know the current state of affairs there, and more so, my sheer helplessness about it. It vexes me.

    June 16, 2014 at 8:55 pm

    • You won’t be robbed or gunned down in any shady corner of a quiet street, warrior. You’ll live to see a brighter day, just as you hope to.
      Welcome back. :)

      June 17, 2014 at 12:07 am

      • Your words are my elixir; I’ll hold on to them forever :)

        June 17, 2014 at 1:23 am

  3. how upsetting seems this all.

    June 17, 2014 at 6:50 pm

    • yeah. more so when you see it happen in front of yourself. terrible.

      June 19, 2014 at 12:52 am

  4. Scary. What is even scarier is that we’re getting accustomed to it.

    June 17, 2014 at 7:09 pm

  5. Sobering.

    June 17, 2014 at 8:56 pm

  6. It pains to know how accustomed we have become to pain..
    Ahhh Maria.

    June 18, 2014 at 3:41 pm

  7. The things happening in Karachi, and everywhere else are terrible. We can do nothing but sit in front of the tv, listen to the news and sometimes sob on these deaths. I can just hope and pray that things get better soon.

    June 19, 2014 at 5:38 am

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