ANNA .انا

-002-

Author pov

-You could touch the sky,
but you ain't got shit on me,
Cause I'm on top of the world

      The sun beat down on the crowded streets, casting a golden shadow over the sea of protesters. Streets of Karachi were busy today as they chant their slogans No justice No peace, some are university graduates some are still studying. They all want same their rights if they can't have their rights they won't let anyone live in peace especially elite class

    Police standing there watching them with scowl on their faces trying to stop them, as sp moves forward to yank boy away by his arm who was screaming slogans in his face but before he could do that. There was man who came forward shielding young boy and others behind. His cold and dark glare piercing through officer that made him shudder for seconds before he collect himself

Man stood tall, his arms crossed looking at him with challenging eyes try and touch us. He was a hero to some, a menace to others, but to those who knew him, he was a beacon of hope in a city plagued by corruption. Activist leader, Sidharth Jafri, stood firm, his piercing dark eyes locked onto the police officer standing before him. The officer, a burly man with a scowl etching on his face

"You're not taking our message seriously," Sidharth said, his voice low and deep. "And keep your hands to yourself lay hand on anyone here and watch me burn down city into ashes."

The officer sneered. "Pure sheher ka sukoon barbad kar rakha hai tum logo ne."

  Sidharth rise an eyebrow, a hint of amusement dancing on his lips. "Sukoon? Tumhe yeh sheher sukoon mein lagta hai? This is a city where the corrupt hold power and the innocent are left behind. We're not causing chaos, we're bringing attention to the injustices that plague our streets."

   Behind Sidharth, his fellow activists stood shoulder-to-shoulder, their faces set in determination. They had been fighting for months, peacefully protesting against the corrupt government officials and corporate leaders who had manipulated the system for their own gain. They want their justice

"And you do? You're part of the system that's broken. You're part of the problem." Sidharth said coldly

"I'm trying to keep order in this city. You're just making it worse see traffic behind." The officer's face reddened with anger. Sidharth hook his head

"Order? You call it order when people are forced to live in poverty and despair? You call it order when the system is rigged against those who need it most?"

"I've had enough of this. You're going to pay for your defiance." The officer's eyes narrowed, his hand resting on the butt of his gun. Sidharth lips curved in smirk

"I'm shaking in my boots. Bring it on we fear no fucking one."

   The air was thick with tension as the two men stood there, locked in a silent challenge. The protesters behind Sidharth murmured softly, their voices a steady drumbeat of support and defiance. Sidharth knew that they were one more step closer to winning their fight against corruption Officer finally kept his gun back when Sidharth didn't move a single muscle do they really think this will scare him? He mentally scoffed

"Apne mulk wapis jao." Officer sneered

"Apne mulk mein hoon."