Wrong-ness at its Peak.

My legs are dead.
I'm like a walking zombie.
Any minute my backbone will break and say 'I Give Up'


I got stranded in Karachi.
My driver got lost.
I had to wait for him for an hour.
His cellphone stopped working.


Where exactly was I when my driver disappeared ?
ZAINAB MARKET! -.-
The last place on Earth where one should be lost at.


Swarm of people getting clothes for eid.
Hundreds of 'Riksha People' stopping by thinking I need a ride.
My mama in frantics, a seventeen-year old whose driver is no where in sight and the only people with her are her cousins who're already frightened from all the stories they hear about Pakistan. (The cousins are from Canada, so yeah).


Then, another car was sent to pick us up. FINALLYYYY! Till that time we walked over to KFC and waited for the car there.


Yes, GAARI :) (Read: CAR)
I do not think i've been so happy before to see a gaari I recognize head my way.


As if anything bad could happen.
This other car had an accident!!
Wowee.
Dead legs and now arguing drivers.


By then the other driver was found. The other car was deserted while we headed home with the first driver.


Peace yes ? Not exactly.


I came home to find a smiling mama, glad to see her daughter back safe n sound. Until she remembered that she left the camera I had borrowed from my friend at some place.


Karachi is huuuuuuge! How in the world were we to find a camera in this ginormous place.
That too a camera that my friend loves.


Buuuut thankfully by the end, mama's friend had found the car camera that mama left at somebody's home.


Like daughter, like mama :P
I tend to be very very very very forgetfull too.


Any more tragedy that could befall ?


Well, not yet.
I just hope I get a goodnight's sleep. I'm off to hit the sheets :)

Or maybe I won't even reach the bed. I have no strength to walk to my bed.