I spent the evening attending M & G’s wedding, which was one of the main reasons I came to Pakistan. The bride and groom looked great and the entire evening was amazing. As usual, there was a slight disaster (which happens at every desi wedding) and it started to rain like mad causing the food arrangements to be a mess outside. Ahh well, the show must go on and so it did .. What a great wedding!
I left the post-wedding party at about 3:30 am and was happily driving home while listening to Shama Paya by Coke Studio when the cops decided to pull me over. I was most impressed by the fact that they were efficient enough to notice that I was speeding that late at night but very dissapointed at the same time that they were allowing the random buses & trucks to drive by as they were too busy writing up a ticket for me for about 15 minutes.
Shouldn’t the cops be focusing their time and energy on the shady / dodgy / suspicious trucks full of god-knows-what at this hour rather than pulling a suited & booted- man over?