Karachi

My second home.

Photo by Hassan Anwer on Unsplash

I miss the sound of the rickshaws, buses, motorbikes and car horns as I clench onto my seat with no seatbelt on, the fear and high blood pressure I get when I experience the whizzing of the cars in congested traffic and the lack of control I have as my driver takes the wheel.

I miss the outdoor and non-airconditioned underground markets, the smell of the dust which sticks to the sweat on my…