Pakistan Blues

it is 14th december and i am sitting in my brother's apartment in Quetta. The room is too darn cold even though I have kept the heater running for the past 1 hour or so. He has some guests over, thus I thought that I should get down to writing a blog. The poor blog has been neglected for quite some time. There was nothing much to write anyway as there was nothing special that I had done, apart from that Heidelgerg trip to Germany, where I met up with Kutts. I should have blogged about that, but I could not find the energy to do that then.

My trip to Pakistan started on 11th of December, when I got up at 340 am and got ready to catch the bus 514, which picked me up from my doorstep (almost) and took me straight to the airport. The first flight was from helsinki to Frankfurt. The second one was from Frankfurt to Abu Dhabi and finally the last one was from Abu Dhabi to Karachi. By the time I arrived at Karachi, it was 5 am in the morning and I calculated that I had been travelling for more than 24 hours. I spent 2 days in Karachi and then headed off to Quetta. From here, I will head to Islamabad, where I will meet up with my father and the other brother and also, my nephew Ahmed. 

Speaking of Quetta, the things are really tense. The militants are doing targetted killings. Whenever they see someone who looks to be from the military, they shoot them. They stop a bus, take out people who are from the army and shoot them on road-side. My brother was taking risk just by picking me up from the airport. He will take the same risk when he'll be dropping me off. I do hope that everything goes well then.

I can hear the guests going so it means that we will finally have dinner...yummy! This place is really really cold ... that is the thing to hate about Pakistani homes... no central heating and since these are all brick houses.. they get cold very quickly. Brrr.. I just got a shiver run across my spine. I guess this much blogging should do for now... talk to you guys later!