in
which case it’s your own fault for running four
air conditioners and ruining the ozone layer.
The typical year in Karachi goes
something like this:
January ---“Oh, aren’t we
lucky, this is better weather than Los Angeles, look
how everyone abroad runs to Pakistan to enjoy this good
weather!”
February –“What a beautiful
spring, aren’t we fortunate, did you know in England
their winter doesn’t end till May!”
March --- “Well, the weather is
still good we only have to run our air conditioners
for a few hours in a day time.”
April ----- “ It’s starting
to get hot, oh dear, the air conditioners have to run
all night and the electricity bill is starting to go
up.”
June ------“When is this …
heat going to stop? I can’t take it any more!”
July (London) ------ “Aren’t
we lucky, the weather here is so beautiful, did you
know in Pakistan the summer doesn’t end until
November.”
Of course, Karachiites somehow manage
to hang on every year until the monsoon season, and
then they are recharged until the next boul of scorching
weather that comes along in October. They then sneer
at those who weren’t able to withstand the heat
by either escaping to cooler countries such as Sweden
or the North Pole, and laugh triumphantly at those who
were so frail that they actually died of gastroenteritis
or heat stroke.
It’s not just their arrogance that
is eyebrow raising; every year is repetition of the
last, when Karachi’s people suffer from not just
heat-
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