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city
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In
Karachi one often comes across truths that are stranger than fiction. Meet
two young children of this city who tend to graves for a living. By Bilal Tanweer Karachi, they say, mothers
the poor. On the surface the city lacks every major facility
be it recreation or jobs. But like all major metropolitan centres, it
has its own ways to provide for the multitudes who come to it searching for
a living and other things that pertain to living life. In the paradoxical
space that is Meet Hasan, Habib, Abdul Qadeer, Hanif, Junaid and friends. They are close to thirty in number and their job is to water the graves at the Munno Goth graveyard. Most of them, who do not go to schools or madaris, come to the graveyard at 10 am and stay there until 8 pm. On 'special' days like Shab-e-Baraat or in Ramazan, they stay at the graveyard till much later. "There are lights everywhere here and this whole place glimmers. There is a rush of so many people; it is like a mela - a festival! There are even people who come here and sing qawwalis," says eight-year-old Abdul Qadeer, eyes brimming with enthusiasm. Munno Goth graveyard is a unique patch in Karachi's din and confusion: a few acres laden with trees of shade and colour, it remains unperturbed by the prices of real estate, or the bulls and bears of the stock market. Here, children remain naively oblivious of the dug-up roads, the traffic or other matters that occupy the average dweller of this metropolis. Those who do business in the graveyard have done so in more or less the same manner for the past four decades. Think about it, entering a graveyard is like insulating yourself from the humdrum of the city and stepping into a hushed up world quietly tucked in between Karachi's busy streets. Munno Goth graveyard dates back to the 19th century, and houses thousands of graves. It is located a few kilometres from Hasan Square towards Nazimabad. Although a signboard at the gate says that it is closed for further burials, the steady businesses of the grave maker and the stocked marble of the tombstone maker indicate otherwise. And this is not peculiar to this graveyard alone. A visitor to Munno Goth, who recently buried a relative here, had this to say on the matter: "All graveyards in Karachi are full since the past 20 years, and such signboards are placed outside all of them. But as you know, this is Pakistan, and we are Pakistanis..." Munno Goth is a typically
Pakistani graveyard. In our part of the world people continue their
relationship with loved ones long after they have passed away. Such
traditional ties are the reasons for many At Munno Goth two businesses that owe their existence to such traditions are flower shops and water sellers. The flower shops have been established businesses here for around four decades now. The water selling business, however, gives low returns and therefore is the domain of the young and naive. Little Abdul Qadeer goes to a madressah in the morning before coming to the graveyard around 3-4 pm. He used to go to a government school before but now his parents prefer to send him to the madressah. He does not know why. He and his elder brother look after fifty graves, earning around a hundred rupees per grave. "Even that is not assured. Sometimes, people don't come to visit the graves for even two months, and when they come, they only give a hundred rupees, no more." Previously, his father used to look after the graves himself, but now he works as a construction worker. Abdul Qadeer's family lives some distance from the graveyard in a katchi abadi near Ghareebabad. Qadeer's good friend, Hasan is 10 years and used to live across the street. His family was evicted a couple of years ago and now they live in the New Mandi. He comes to the graveyard everyday with his younger brother in the 'lambi bus' - the government run buses. He does not go to a school or a madressah. His father is a porter at New Mandi, earning by carrying crates for buyers at the Mandi. Hasan brings his younger brother with him to assist in his work. On average, they earn around fifty rupees everyday, but some days he goes home with just ten rupees. Hanif, on the other hand, lives in Lyari and comes to the graveyard with his grandmother in the morning. His grandmother's occupation seemed to be disputed though: Hanif said that she also watered the graves, while other children claimed that she begged outside the gates of the graveyard, and made a lot of money. Hanif has five brothers, and one of his elder brothers drives a rickshaw. "My father does not do anything. My mother works in people's houses. My brother drives a rickshaw and he comes home very late," Hanif elaborates on his family. It sounds like an
oxymoron, but these children are the soul of the graveyard. They identify
with this Visitors frequent the graveyards most often on weekends and their numbers usually remain thin on the weekdays, especially in the afternoons. "There are a number of people," says Junaid, the youngest of the lot, "who visit the graves everyday after they return from work." Junaid then shows those places where he plays with his friends. "We mostly play chhupan chhuppai (hide and seek) because there are so many places to hide, especially in the trees. We hide in the big trees with big leaves and branches," and then, breaking into a fit of laughter, "you know, the other day, you know how I caught Habib when he was hiding in the tree? I threw my slipper at him and he started to shout from the tree. And then I caught him!" "We also play other games," added Hasan, "like cricket, but those we play outside the graveyard gate." Although while playing it is difficult to distinguish these children (except for their heights maybe), they have a surprisingly strong sense of their ethnicity. When involved in strife, the first thing they seem to fall on is their ethnic identity. Baloch children are in the majority and when one of the members is attacked by others, it does not take long for them to get into a group. Other noticeable ethnicities include the Pathans and Sindhis.
The earnings of these children are submitted to their parents or their elder brothers. "Sometimes when I gather more money, then my father gives me ten or fifteen rupees," said Habib. However, it is not just boys who are working at the graveyard; a sizeable proportion of the children are girls as well, and though they refused to be interviewed (and hurled abuses at the interviewer and the photographer), they do their jobs with as much efficiency as their male counterparts. One way of looking at these children is that they are much luckier than other children working in brick kilns or carpet weaving factories, but their life can be looked at in a more cynical way. To see these very young children eke out their living by watering the graves of the dead seems more like a sight from some morbid fiction writer's imagination than actual reality. It is truly a multi layered city we inhabit. There is a story to be found in every part of Karachi, including its graveyards –
Photos by Athar Khan
hyderabad
blues Two years ago many people in Hyderabad lost their lives to contaminated water when toxic water from Manchar Lake was released into the Indus. This year, once again the authorities have sanctioned the release. Kolachi reports... By Adeel Pathan Asia's biggest natural
water lake, the famous Manchar Lake is making headlines once again, but for
all the wrong reasons. This famed picnic spot is now the source of toxic
water. If you remember, Manchar Lake supplied toxic water to Hyderabad that
claimed more than 50 lives in 2004. The majority of those who died were
children, women and old men. Hospitals received thousands of patients
suffering from water Situated in Sehwan, Manchar Lake provided the local fishermen with a decent livelihood until diminishing floods in the Indus and the storm run off from Kirthar Range resulted in drought conditions and cut off the fresh water supplies. Soon saline drainage water from the agricultural fields of Larkana, Shikarpur and other surrounding areas started flowing into the lake, making the water in the lake unfit for consumption. This not only deprived the locals of safe drinking water but also encouraged migration amongst local fishermen. Soon, the water supplied to other parts of the province including Hyderabad was not only unfit for consumption but toxic. Last year, the episode was repeated but the situation was not as bad as it was in 2004. Official negligence and the slow process of law are mainly responsible for a recurrence of this contamination. Instead of taking strong action against those who are guilty of this mismanagement of drinking water, the authorities mostly remain passive. The officers who were charged with negligence remain unpunished - some of them continue to serve on the same posts. Instead of learning from past mistakes, authorities have once again decided to release Manchar Lake water into the Indus to save its embankments. Though they made tall claims that things will be more controlled and closely monitored this time, the important thing would have been to warn the citizens about the hazards of drinking this toxic water. On the contrary, citizens were kept in the dark for three days, after which they were told that a high level committee decision allowed the irrigation authorities to release the lethal water in the first week of August. The meeting of the Manchar Lake Water Release Committee, formed by the provincial government in 2004 in the aftermath of the toxic water, was chaired by District Nazim Kanwar Naveed Jameel. Heavy rains and inflow of water from mountain areas were creating pressure in the lake, which made it necessary to release water from the contaminated Manchar Lake into the River Indus, was their justification. The committee also decided that in order to ensure that safe water was being provided to people after being released from Manchar Lake, there will be quality checks after four hour intervals at several places. The high level meeting also resolved that if the quality of water was found substandard, the quantity of water released from Manchar Lake will either be reduced or stopped totally. District Hyderabad Nazim claimed that the situation is not as grave as it was in 2004, when the water released from the Manchar Lake had proved extremely detrimental and added that prevention was better than cure. He said that this decision has been taken in view of the reports submitted by a team of experts, dispatched by the Hyderabad district government to Manchar Lake. According to Chief Engineer Sukkur Barrage, right bank, Atta Mohammad Soomro, the Nai Gaj water level was increasing by three feet daily as a result of which the water level at Manchar had increased to 110 feet. This is only two feet less than the dangerous point of 112 feet. "Under the circumstances, it had become inevitable to release water from Manchar Lake into the River Indus to protect the lake," he explained. According to him, the water level on the right bank of Manchar Lake is increasing due to continuous rains and the discharge was essential to avoid breaches in embankments.
However, a water technologist appointed by the district government Hyderabad, Dr Ahsan Siddiqui said that according to the analysis, the quality of Manchar Lake water today is far more inferior that it was in 2004. Therefore, he said, the discharge of only 1.5 per cent was considered safe. However, irrigation authorities have begun releasing the toxic Manchar lake water into the River Indus and water varying from 1500 to 2000 cusecs is being released regularly in the Indus. As the discharge of Manchar Lake's toxic water into the Indus continues, a spokesman for District Government Hyderabad has been declaring on a regular basis that the water being supplied to citizens is fit for human consumption as per World Health Organization (WHO) standards. According to citizens, the district government is now more cautious to avoid the 2004 incident but at the same time they feel that the provincial government should make a permanent arrangement to avoid the release of toxic water into the Indus River as it is always harmful to use the water even after filtration. They fear that any negligence from the official side would be disastrous and also question why those officials responsible for the 2004 disaster still remain unpunished. Is the government really sincere in resolving the problems of citizens this time around or do we need another suo moto notice from the chief justice of the apex court? It is indeed pitiful how often the courts have to intervene to ensure that those on the official payroll actually do their jobs. –
Photos by Mohammed Rehan
As Karachi hurtles towards
being a consumer driven society, speciality shops are opening up. Lals is in
the business of chocolate and flowers By Maria Shirazi Karachi has always been
the city of lights or the city of beaches. However, it seems that soon this
city will have one more credit to its name as the first flowers and
chocolate boutique has opened in Karachi. The launching ceremony of Lals was
held recently and attracted chocolate-lovers from all over the city. The recently launched Lals is all set to give a new kind of experience to Karachiites. With its outlet at Zamzama, Lals has been inspired by Lal Majid, the well-known internationally-certified floral designer whose "Floral Design" is famous for its flower arrangements, gift wrappings and dinner decorations. Be it Eid, wedding, a birthday, someone passing their exams, getting a job or any other joyous occasion, meethai and cakes are the traditional items one would always find on these occasions. Flowers are used on some occasions by few people, while the rest are satisfied with giving the usual gifts. As such, the city is filled with colourful shops of meethai and with shops of flowers but the concept of mixing flowers and chocolates is a new one as far as Karachi is concerned. According to Mrs. Lal Majid, the mastermind of Lals, the trend of giving chocolates and flowers is gradually increasing in the city as people have begun to realise that these two things are not just limited to Valentine's Day. No doubt, it is an untapped market and has a lot of scope, as is proven by the fact that even before the launch of the boutique, orders started coming in and all the stuff that was initially set for sampling, had to be used to complete those orders. It seems that the combo of chocolates with flowers has been a great success with the people of this city. Hopefully, with the launch of Lals, there would be other openings as well of chocolate and flower boutiques. To give a truly unique experience, Lals imports Belgian chocolate that is manufactured in Lebanon. At the moment, only 12 flavours are available including pure chocolate, almond, hazelnut, coconut, peanut, biscuit and wafer. There are plans to expand the range of chocolates later on. As far as its flowers are concerned, besides using those that are available locally, most are imported from Thailand. In fact, some kinds of flowers are available only at Lals. At least now Karachiites have a place where they can get a variety of fresh flowers instead of just the usual roses or tulips.
Lals is soon going to introduce a chocolate delivery system that will further make things easier for the customers. In addition to this, work is being done on online orders as well. With the launch of our city's first chocolate boutique, no longer do people have to carry heavy bags of chocolate goodies from their visits abroad. – Photos by Zahid Rahman By Maheen Sabeeh Sixty year old Khadim Hussain has been living in Karachi
for almost 30 years. A driver by profession, he has seen Karachi through its
various phases. Living with his wife and six children, Khadim struggles to
make ends meet. But despite all his problems, Khadim is a happy man. With
amazing social skills, Khadim finds it easy to make friends. It is this
connection with people of the same background that makes Karachi a place to
call home. Kolachi: Have you lived in Karachi all your life? Khadim Hussain: No, I was born in a village near Rahim
Yar Khan in Punjab. Kolachi: When did you move here and why? Khadim Hussain: I moved to Karachi some 30 years ago. I
came here for a job. My father was ill and my Kolachi: What do you do for a living? Khadim Hussain: I am a driver. I've been driving all my life. When I was younger, I used to enjoy driving. But now, driving has become a headache. The entire city is dug up, traffic is increasing at a lightning speed and no one has patience anymore. No one can wait. Ramadan is around the corner. Things are going to get much worse. Kolachi: How has Karachi changed over the years? Khadim Hussain: Traffic has increased, every other area now has a school or some sort of shopping mall. There is no concentration on things like parking. Look at Gulf Shopping Mall. It is a mess. The authorities have not done anything to change the situation. It looks like there is no plan for Karachi. Right now, so many bridges are being constructed. The authorities say that it will improve Karachi's infrastructure. But that doesn't mean that they start working on every project at the same time. Every thing has becoming expensive. I could go to Saddar in two rupees, now it takes me ten rupees. Poor people in this country have no one to turn to. I myself have six kids and I am 60 years old. I work 12-15 hours a day almost everyday and even then, it is not enough. My son fell sick a few months ago and since then I have been trying to figure out how to get him proper treatment. The government hospitals we have aren't as nice as private hospitals. And those places are too costly for people like us. Karachi wasn't in such a pathetic shape before. Life was a little less complicated and simpler. Population is skyrocketing and there aren't enough jobs, even today when Karachi has developed so much. Everyone from every part of the country wants to settle here and as a result, the people who do live here suffer. Kolachi: Is there anything about Karachi that you don't like? Khadim Hussain: In the old days, people used to be kind. If they saw an old man, they would treat him with kindness and respect. Whether it was someone rich or poor, people were kind to each other. Now, everyone is rude. Now, a teenager would never get up to make place for an old man like me. Kolachi: What makes Karachi special to you? Khadim Hussain: It is quite strange but in Karachi you can never get lost. If you do get lost, you'll always find someone who knows the way. In Lahore, people will just say, "Haan, naak ki seedh main chaley jao." But here, you'll always find your destination. Kolachi: Do you miss your village? Khadim Hussain: I miss it terribly but in Karachi I can earn a proper salary. I can feed my family. Kolachi: How does it feel driving through Karachi everyday? Khadim Hussain: Apart from traffic jams and dug up roads, it is fine. Even after 30 years, there are many things about Karachi that I have yet to discover. There is so much happening on the streets. One keeps driving by and wonders. Kolachi: How many members do you have in your family? Khadim Hussain: I have two daughters and four sons. Kolachi: Would you rather stay in Karachi or go back to your village?
Kolachi: Why? Khadim Hussain: Because everything is cheaper and cleaner. Vegetables, meat, sugar, and wheat - all of it is available at a relatively cheaper price. The air is clean in my village. Water is sweet and does not lead to diseases. My father is buried there. I would love to go back and live there. Life is simpler in a village as opposed to a huge city like Karachi. It moves too fast. You can sit under the shade of a tree for hours and you wouldn't feel hot in a village. Here, people are chopping off trees! "Why am I being interviewed? I am no politician or celebrity," says Khadim Hussain. According to him, people like him aren't newsworthy. Khadim Hussain hopes that when his sons and daughters grow up, they won't be living in such drastic situations. He dreams to go back to his village and maybe one day he will. Struggling yet smiling, constantly fighting against the odds, Khadim embodies the spirit of the city he made his home. Roping you in and making it near impossible for you to think of heading out - such is Karachi's character. – Photos by
Zahid Rahman
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