KARACHI: Some shrines and temples I watch. Farmers at work. Children playing in the sun, their pets wandering in the rough grassland.
My bus was inching towards Memon Goth, a faraway rundown locality in Karachi. It was a hot Monday, and I was fasting.
I had taken a day off from work to photograph ancient wells that were situated at the Goth. Our bus touched the highway.
At the bus stop I met Abdullah, my local guide who agreed to take me to the wells. We walked for half an hour to reach a place called Dam Lotia.
There were two wells, facing each other. In the British era when they were built, they supplied water to all of the valley.
I walked to the first well made of hand-designed yellow bricks. It was as deep as a three-storey building.
There was a rusted gear, corroded ladder and a weak timber path that lead to the main machinery.
As I stepped on the path it creaked. I was worried it would break, so I got off.
I walked to the other well which locals said was still functioning. It was situated inside a government owned land. I wasn’t supposed to trespass. So I took a picture from outside…and came home.
text and photography by Hussain Hyder