Hometown Short Lived
Whenever someone asks me where I am from, I’m always conflicted since I’ve lived at multiple places in my life. A hometown is a place which holds significance and memories: good and bad. I was born in a town outside of Karachi, Pakistan called Steel Town; a residential area for families that are employed by the steel mill. However, a place does not become your hometown just because you were born there, your hometown is a symbol of who you are and how that place influenced the person you are today. My hometown was the industrious city of Karachi a busy, bustling city.
Karachi is the largest city in Pakistan, and ranked as the 7th largest and most populated city in the world(Karachi). It is the main financial center and seaport …show more content…
Our house was pretty well-known in our neighborhood since we were the first people to move to that block. Growing up in Karachi was fun, our neighborhood at everything, a Chinese restaurant across the street, a small market for all your snack needs on the corner, and even a little bazaar by the Mosque, where the neighborhood kids would come out and play cricket when the electricity went out. They even build a park across the street by the barber shop, which was no more than a chair with a mirror set up for one barber. Everyone knew this barber, he made more money than the barber shop that opened up down the street from my house. Every time I went to get my haircut, Salman bhai used to always gave me some snacks, while listening to him telling us about his life and his experiences. Before he became a barber, he was with the Pakistani army and told about the conflicts on the border of Pakistan and India. I had a daily routine of going to the bazaar and come back with bags full of snacks since everything was so cheap, a dollar and fifty cents can get you a whole meal at McDonald’s. As a kid growing up, I was clueless about the poverty and the corruption, maybe it was because my parents and relatives did not let us experience the day-to-day struggle but you can’t stay blind forever. I studied at a private school and had the privilege of learning English, while there are people that aren’t able to pay for their kids’
Whenever someone asks me where I am from, I’m always conflicted since I’ve lived at multiple places in my life. A hometown is a place which holds significance and memories: good and bad. I was born in a town outside of Karachi, Pakistan called Steel Town; a residential area for families that are employed by the steel mill. However, a place does not become your hometown just because you were born there, your hometown is a symbol of who you are and how that place influenced the person you are today. My hometown was the industrious city of Karachi a busy, bustling city.
Karachi is the largest city in Pakistan, and ranked as the 7th largest and most populated city in the world(Karachi). It is the main financial center and seaport …show more content…
Our house was pretty well-known in our neighborhood since we were the first people to move to that block. Growing up in Karachi was fun, our neighborhood at everything, a Chinese restaurant across the street, a small market for all your snack needs on the corner, and even a little bazaar by the Mosque, where the neighborhood kids would come out and play cricket when the electricity went out. They even build a park across the street by the barber shop, which was no more than a chair with a mirror set up for one barber. Everyone knew this barber, he made more money than the barber shop that opened up down the street from my house. Every time I went to get my haircut, Salman bhai used to always gave me some snacks, while listening to him telling us about his life and his experiences. Before he became a barber, he was with the Pakistani army and told about the conflicts on the border of Pakistan and India. I had a daily routine of going to the bazaar and come back with bags full of snacks since everything was so cheap, a dollar and fifty cents can get you a whole meal at McDonald’s. As a kid growing up, I was clueless about the poverty and the corruption, maybe it was because my parents and relatives did not let us experience the day-to-day struggle but you can’t stay blind forever. I studied at a private school and had the privilege of learning English, while there are people that aren’t able to pay for their kids’