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A MEMORABLE NIGHT IN THE INDUS DELTA – KETI BANDAR, SINDH.PAKISTAN

Ghulam Rasool

This hut is a local community school in Buri Village of #Keti Bandar and for one night it was my guest room shelter to spend the night. All day passed roaming through the #creeks in a small boat, I ended up here by the sunset. I took some biscuits and milk in the dinner because it was all chilli masala that I could see in the dim light of the bulb. I was afraid of the chillies and tried to avoid the consequences.
The fishermen had a good catch of Palla Fish and I could hear the drum beating, loud songs and claps of the dancing crowd. They were happily danced for couple of hours and their fierce #dogs were joining the party by barking in sequence. I was hardly able to straighten my back over the wooden benches. Tried to close my eyes and sleep for some time but the dogs were aware of the fact there is an outsider on their #territory and they all gathered around this hut and started barking from all sides.

A Volleyball net was put on the entrance and that was the only protection that I got from these Rascals. They were directly barking while standing in the door and few were a bit far. The humidity mixed with pungent smell of drying #fish made its way to my brain and it was so unbearable that I started losing my senses. Few moments later, at about midnight I felt a twisting movements with recurrent attacks of #pain in the belly and I then picked up the biscuits wrapper to check its expiry date. I felt like killing myself with pain when I figured out that the biscuits I ate were expired 6 months ago….Rest you can imagine.
This proved to be the worst night that I spent in the field. I was awake all night, waited for the boat driver to come and ward off the dogs from the entrance.
Took some pictures of the hut, jumped into the boat and drove away in the safety of the water….!

A MEMORABLE NIGHT IN THE INDUS DELTA – KETI BANDAR, SINDH.PAKISTAN

This hut is a local community school in Buri Village of #Keti Bandar and for one night it was my guest room shelter to spend the night. All day passed roaming through the #creeks in a small boat, I ended up here by the sunset. I took some biscuits and milk in the dinner because it was all chilli masala that I could see in the dim light of the bulb. I was afraid of the chillies and tried to avoid the consequences.
The fishermen had a good catch of Palla Fish and I could hear the drum beating, loud songs and claps of the dancing crowd. They were happily danced for couple of hours and their fierce #dogs were joining the party by barking in sequence. I was hardly able to straighten my back over the wooden benches. Tried to close my eyes and sleep for some time but the dogs were aware of the fact there is an outsider on their #territory and they all gathered around this hut and started barking from all sides.

A Volleyball net was put on the entrance and that was the only protection that I got from these Rascals. They were directly barking while standing in the door and few were a bit far. The humidity mixed with pungent smell of drying #fish made its way to my brain and it was so unbearable that I started losing my senses. Few moments later, at about midnight I felt a twisting movements with recurrent attacks of #pain in the belly and I then picked up the biscuits wrapper to check its expiry date. I felt like killing myself with pain when I figured out that the biscuits I ate were expired 6 months ago….Rest you can imagine.
This proved to be the worst night that I spent in the field. I was awake all night, waited for the boat driver to come and ward off the dogs from the entrance.
Took some pictures of the hut, jumped into the boat and drove away in the safety of the water….!