In October 1976 when I landed at Karachi airport in the middle of the night, a concerned policeman told me to hang out at the airport until dawn. In the morning another policeman commandeered a taxi for me. He turned on the meter and told me that the rate was Rs. 1 per mile. The entire trip to my home in North Nazimabad came to Rs. 13. Karachi was a safe and a great city then.
Lovely days ...
Decoration level was kind a same for rich and poor class people.
It was the time when we attend the weddings and different ceremonies with love and happiness.