While visiting Lahore and Karachi, I found both cities were being perceived as unsafe. In Karachi, friends warned that I might die in a bomb blast in Lahore. In Lahore, friends warned that my cell phone might be robbed at gunpoint in Karachi. It was funny to hear Karachiites and Lahoris being bitchy about each other. Read more

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Posted by Mayank Austen Soofi on Monday, April 12, 2010 at 7:42 pm
Filed under The Delhi Walla · Tagged bhuttos, business, culture, Facebook, french fries, green fields, Heera Mandi, heritage, John Milton, karachi, Lahore, Mughals, Muhammad Ali Jinnah, noor jehan. anarkali, paradise lost, Rydyard kipling, sandy desert, Shariefs, street food
With its sultry days and breezy evenings, Karachi is cosmopolitan like Bombay, class-driven like Delhi and edgy like Baghdad. It is rich, poor, good, bad, beautiful, ugly, generous, mean.
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Posted by Mayank Austen Soofi on Monday, March 29, 2010 at 9:22 pm
Filed under The Delhi Walla · Tagged city of lights, cosmopolitan, fashion designers, fiction writers, glamourous socialitesmushaira sessions, globetrotting businessmen, gun-wielding thugs, Islamic, karachi, load shedding, Taliban terrorists, TV actors, underworld dons
It is 7 am. The room is lined with old paperbacks. Tiger, the house dog, is looking out of the grill into the garden. Rosemary, the maid, is calling me for breakfast. But I’m listening to the sound of birds. Read more

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Posted by Mayank Austen Soofi on Friday, March 19, 2010 at 6:20 pm
Filed under Uncategorized · Tagged Clifton, Jinnah Terminal, karachi, Karachiwallas, Lahore, MF Hussain, old paperbacks, Umar Sayeed, Zamzama Boulevard
I’m standing outside McDonald’s at Park Towers shopping mall. The sea wind is breezy. The evening traffic is moving at a snail’s pace. Suddenly, a bearded man comes running from Benazir Bhutto Shaheed Park, just across the road. A blinding flash of light. A huge bang. Bum phatt gaya. All is black. Am I dead? Read more

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