The life as i see it.

Dr Agha Inamullah Khan 19th Nov 2017 My legs were sore, and feet felt heavy as if elephant paws thumping and denting the muddy drenched soil, as I walked pass different bogies to reach my air-conditioned compartment. I often avail that luxury when I am on a long journey, or when it’s too crowded to find a seat in non-ac bogie. Otherwise I like to communicate with people who could afford to travel on economy class only. Because this is the real social capital of Pakistan, that needs to be taken care of. I was rather drifting, as if when a convict is pushed to gallows, with heavy metal shackles around ankles cross chained to metal shackles around wrists, and I tried to divert my attention, thinking of my wife’s gold bangles mortgaged in bank for taking a loan that we used to add in amount to buy a house in Karachi’s comfort zone. And I recalled my granny’s silver heavy anklets, more than a century old, lying abandoned which I often look at to sail back in history and fascinate