Annual Pilgrimage to Hawkes Bay 2011
It was a bright Sunday morning right at the end of January when we left for a picnic party to Karachi famous beach called Hawkes Bay with so many old and young people and some really young ones.
Our initial plan was to leave at 11 but late as usual, finally able to left at 2:30. It took us an hour to reach the destination, late, but as they say” It is never too late”.
Chicken Biryani and crispy Aalu Chanaa were the dishes made by two young Karachi-ties to cool down one of the earliest need of humans called” Hunger”.
It was relatively calm and few people out there on beach. Soothing noise of waves gives you a thought of never changing and never ending. It was same scene one year ago when I came here for the very first time and will stay same 50 years on. Only human feelings, emotions and company changes.
You can’t stay on beach without running, it compels you, motivates you and the sense of distant places almost over powers you. So do we decided to have a race which never concluded as planned that followed by a solo long run right to the blind end.
Joy of such visits doubled if you have company of little ones who barely have learned to walk and we were lucky to have two of them. Nearly of same age and having their first sight of wide horizon.
Such visits are stored forever in your photographic memory, the faces, the dresses, the sentences spoken and gestures are never forgotten and continue to give you joy for all times to comes as there is a famous saying” Ask not what tomorrow may bring, but count as blessing every day that Fate allows you”.