The smog, the army and the selfie (Pakistan #1)

The plane descended into darkness, a strange concept in today’s world of glittering cities and expendable energy. Little by little, however, as we inched closer to the ground, the faint shine of street lamps and cars made its way to my drowsy eyes. The air had a familiar heaviness to it, like in most of the developing world, where smog is king in the skies. Few of my days were graced by direct sunlight, whether because of this or the mist that plagues these lands in the colder season.

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