by Sana Ahmed
Sitting in my office, located on one of Lahore’s busiest roads, I close my eyes and listen to what I hear. There is a stray dog barking far away, cars and motor bikes constantly swooshing outside on the road, a microwave timer going off, multiple phones ringing – it is a busy city day for me.
And I already know that this will be followed by similar noises until I drift to sleep in my room, in the back of the house away from these sounds. I am not sure if I prefer the concrete silence of my room or the metallic noise of the road? But for now when I close my eyes the flash of the city lights lingers and when its quiet my ears ring.
This settles it then – I must be city stressed. And how could I not be? Continue reading