Better safe than sorry

Yesterday evening, around 5:38 pm,I stopped near this old brick wall.At first glance, it looked ordinary like rough bricks,faded plaster and barbed wire running along the top.A wall built to protect, to divide and maybe even to control.But right below it, something completely unique caught my attention.

Dozens of pigeons were peacefully eating scattered grains.That contrast touched me deeply.These old brick walls reminded me of the historical structures in our beloved city of Multan,also known as the City of Saints. Our land has seen centuries of rulers,traders,saints and travelers.Walls like this have witnessed empires rise and fall.

From the era of the Delhi Sultanate to the Mughals, and later the British period, bricks like these have silently observed history changing. They have seen power,wars,