Another Eid

Tomorrow is Eid-ul-Azha- the Eid that honours the sacrifice of prophet Ibrahim (AH).
Two days ago the city woke up to an untimely cold wave. The concrete and steel infrastructure of the city beast was baffled by the thick fog that clouded their vision and confused their minds. In the mega-city everyone trusts the weather and is always very focused about getting their work done. Such unexpected haziness of the weather put their schedules in turmoil. For the last two days we have had an extended dawn that lasted during the day and our yearlong friend the sun had been evasive. Except for a dying dark orange circle that appeared on the western sky like a smear to mark the beginning of night so the inhabitants of the city knew it was time to head home, the sun had very little appearance. The fog is so thick that it settles onto your bones like dust and the clothes that were hung on the clothesline for the purpose of drying were brought back indoors laden with an atmospheric coolness. Traffic has reduced considerably in the city streets as half the population had gone to the country. Instead roads are now crowded by sacrificial animals, their vendors and their purchasers. It’s a common sight. Cars that normally did not even obey the red light are now slowing down and allowing for the cows to cross the road. Eid just brings a sense of happy into everyone’s heart.