A Tale of Late Hour Working

Last night, I was working quite late at office. Well, not that late but late by my usual standards. I leave office at 6:30 P.M. – 7:30 P.M. every day. But yesterday was different. I had one critical use case to complete. Therefore, I stayed late till 9:30 P.M.

Guess what, outside, it was a whole new world waiting for me. The roads which are brimming with vehicles at evening was nearly empty. Not that much traffic. The markets which are full to the last footstep were being closed, their shops shuttered down. Karachi is ‘The awaking city’ (راتوں کا شہر), but it seemed like the patient hinged to the last drop of life, like empty eyes with something suddenly lost in their depths. The building looked like they were haunted. People looking like ghosts. Streets and highways which have bright street lights were dark, with only sources of light from the oncoming buses and cars. Not a single waft of wind blew. Sky was full of clouds, dark clouds which make everything appear hazy.

Just kidding, I was very sleepy when I left office. That patient thing was me failing to see the full details through my half closed eyes. And what do you suppose people to do at 10:30 P.M., turn on all lights in their houses? No wonder the buildings were dark. It is really very nice weather these days, sky was full of clouds but not that much.