Monday, June 21st 2010
June 21st. Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year. In Islamabad, it also feels like the hottest day of the year, with temperatures soaring to 45 degrees centigrade. On a day like this, going out is probably a terrible idea, unless you enjoy sunburns and heat-stroke =P. Seriously, when the ground is boiling beneath you, the best thing to do is stay indoors. And drink lots of water.
I made the mistake of driving around mid-day. The sun was glittering above me like the thousands of little fireballs that it is actually made of; The air was dry with the sounds of traffic resonating in the background; The sky was ominously clear with no sign of relieving rain…
On such a day, the drivers you see are as hot-headed as the air around them. Impatient and restless, their temper is flaring and on the tip of their nose. The result? A maze of traffic trying to get out of the heat as fast as possible. Their weapon? The horn.
With glaring eyes and sweat-beaded foreheads, they zigzag their way on the road. They will overtake you from the left; will forget that the brake even exists as they try to race off the roads; will break the red signal and turn without the indicators on…In short, it’s a painted steel jungle out there.
I shudder to think about traffic in Multan these days…
*Prays for rain*