Every time I took a route of Abdullah Haroon road with my best friend, we always get fascinated with the beautiful colonial public architecture. Yes!!! The frère hall is the right guess. She always poke me and say the same thing ‘we are going to have a selfie with this building, the picture will give a good background result’ and I always nodded my head.
(Frere hall-A view from lush green garden of Hall)
I had never been to Frere Hall, but when I joined ‘Travelogues Karachi Program’ I had a chance to explore the most recognizable exquisite architecture.
In the scorching heat of May, when the bus stopped in frontof the Frère Hall. My mind automatically revised the calendar into British era. I imagined the man who was sitting in the bench and was looking like a British sepoy and I felt like I have a meeting with ‘Sir Bartle Frere’. But, the honk of a bus distracted my imagination and I came back to 2015.
So even in the fierce summer of Karachi, I was excited to explore the Venetian gothic styled building.
Historically, Frere Hall served as the town hall, but now it serves as a hub of socio-cultural activities.
Frère Hall is surrounded by the beautiful lush green garden with lotsof tress and benches. People were resting under the trees which were so soothing to beat the heat of midday.
There I found a young boy who had a blue guitar and he was singing some genre of sad song which had a lyric, “Tere Yaadien, mulakatien, main kaise bhoolon chahat ki woh barsatain…..”
At first, I perceived him as a broken lover, but my generalization was wrong and when he told me that he is a struggling star who is going to perform with a folkstar ‘Shazia Khushk’ very soon.
After a small chit chat, I went to explore another side of Hall which was admirable too. The identical shaped pillars jointed stairs case which led towards Sadequain Gallery. A man named Sadequain is an artist, a very well-known painter and a calligrapher (for those who doesn’t know about the person Sadequain), who had painted the ceiling of Frère Hall and enhanced the beauty , for this reason, the hall was named as “Sadquain Gallery” for giving an honor.
Due to less time and schedule bound, I could not be able to get a glimpse of inside the Hall.
(A stair case which leads to sadaquain gallery)
Recently I had one of those cliched Lahore vs. Karachi argument with a friend, who asserted that Karachi cannot be a tourist attraction. He was right that is not a tourist attraction, it doesn’t have an immediate feel of history, but it’s a discovery.
That beggar on the street might have a story that will redefine your world-view. The smoke and dust will lead blur the ugliness and make for break taking sunsets. You may move on from attractions, but you keep on coming back to discoveries.