When one is asked to write about his/her city, it mostly starts off with a phrase: "The City of Dreams". Can every city have that title tagged along in its description? I guess, it can. It is the city of dreams because the writer is mesmerized by its beauty and when he/she starts to describe it, the flawless beauty eves upon the screen of the readers.
'My city Hyderabad'. Somehow I have this proud feeling when I call it mine because I believe in the fact that no matter how rough it is around the edges, it still is a gold mine. I can't decide what is special in it, the people, the lights, the excitement or that beautiful sky above our heads. Everything seems to add up to the recipe for making it one of a kind.
With each new morning, the Hydrabadis set out with an aim to make a name of their city. From a honker who sells vegetables door to door, to a Wadera who sets his foot in his Prado and heads off to his lands. Each and every citizen residing in this average sized city works hard to make the city proud. If you think you are doing nothing, then you are mistaken. Each and everyone is playing his/her part. It just depends upon the kind of talent one has. From a craftsman to a footballer, each and everyone is important because when all stand together, they shape up Hyderabad.
The outsiders are well aware of our talents and that is why they rarely question us upon that. The thing I get questioned upon mostly is that Hyderabad has very few places to roam around and enjoy. I don't argue with them, instead I just wake up one morning and take them on a tour. Though it is impossible to mark each and every place, I still try my level best. From Shahi Bazar to Kacha Qila, the expressions are worth capturing. Their face brights up with each new road as if they were watching Indiana Jones. Through out the journey, there are different screen plays which would amuse them and with each new act, the love for the city would increase. As the night falls, I change my route from the hectic life of the city towards the party life. Places like La Moosh, Breeze Point or Subhan-Allah Restaurant are the toppings for the night.
For all the criticizers, I would just place a question that which city is perfect? Yes, I agree that there are sewage, electricity and road problems here in Hyderabad but everybody is trying his/her best to cope up with them and live in a better manner. If some Hyderabadi is complaining, it doesn't means that he/she hates the city instead it clearifies that someone wants answers from the government. I can bet if the local citizens are given the hold of this city, we can make it better over nights. This ain't the proud me speaking, it is the spirit in me, in a Hyderabadi which is waging this bet.
After reading this, if you still don't have what it takes to respect my city then my dear friend, we aren't in need for such a respect but still we would respect your city because we are Hyderabadis but over that, we are Pakistanis.
Tc, comment and do share..
'My city Hyderabad'. Somehow I have this proud feeling when I call it mine because I believe in the fact that no matter how rough it is around the edges, it still is a gold mine. I can't decide what is special in it, the people, the lights, the excitement or that beautiful sky above our heads. Everything seems to add up to the recipe for making it one of a kind.
The outsiders are well aware of our talents and that is why they rarely question us upon that. The thing I get questioned upon mostly is that Hyderabad has very few places to roam around and enjoy. I don't argue with them, instead I just wake up one morning and take them on a tour. Though it is impossible to mark each and every place, I still try my level best. From Shahi Bazar to Kacha Qila, the expressions are worth capturing. Their face brights up with each new road as if they were watching Indiana Jones. Through out the journey, there are different screen plays which would amuse them and with each new act, the love for the city would increase. As the night falls, I change my route from the hectic life of the city towards the party life. Places like La Moosh, Breeze Point or Subhan-Allah Restaurant are the toppings for the night.
For all the criticizers, I would just place a question that which city is perfect? Yes, I agree that there are sewage, electricity and road problems here in Hyderabad but everybody is trying his/her best to cope up with them and live in a better manner. If some Hyderabadi is complaining, it doesn't means that he/she hates the city instead it clearifies that someone wants answers from the government. I can bet if the local citizens are given the hold of this city, we can make it better over nights. This ain't the proud me speaking, it is the spirit in me, in a Hyderabadi which is waging this bet.
After reading this, if you still don't have what it takes to respect my city then my dear friend, we aren't in need for such a respect but still we would respect your city because we are Hyderabadis but over that, we are Pakistanis.
Tc, comment and do share..
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