You have come across notions like ‘Islamabad has the best party scene’, and yet when you get there, the Capital city is filled with beautiful roads and peaceful greens that are nothing like a party.
Then some will tell you that ‘Karachi’s beach parties are the life’, and yet when you get to Clifton all you see is glass shaped by the sea, old broken bottles carrying the retro Pepsi logo, garbage, camels and well, hawkers selling expired food. Where is the night in them you ask? Well, its at another Karachi beach. But, as you travel more and get to Hawke’s Bay or Turtle Bay, you sea cleaner versions of beauty, but barren and empty of the party life people talk about nonetheless.
Come to Lahore, they say, it will be lit they say, and go to Bedian they tell you, and find the neon lights they tell you, yet when you take a walk around town and you will find only smaller roads, more greens, no traces of animals or humans as if they are two different things, and perhaps, the Rohi Nala going to India. What happened to the elite Lahore you ask? Well, it’s in another place, at another time perhaps.
After a little more looking into you figure that hey, the time for parties is undoubtedly night considering Pakistan has a 9-month long summer, at least I feel that way TBH, it cannot be during the fierce sun, unlike the guts of Coachella and iHeartRadio, we are less risk-loving. And, because one cannot be partying all throughout the week unlike my friends from the UK, who club every night, the event has to be on Saturdays, the weekender’s sweet spot.
BUT WHY CAN’T YOU SEE THEM PARTIES?
Because they are private. Mostly hidden. The big guns do it right, have their own security firms involved, do extensive checks, they are invite-based, so you gotta check if your name is on the list, and if you’ve got a date, because even if you ditch your date the moment you get off the car, you can’t be alone in there and mess up the girl to boy ratio and turn it into a stag party. And the good ones last longer, like anything great.
But, essentially, very fewer people realize that there are any good raves at all. And you will be surprised at the number of people who have a neutral take on them. Some hate them because they are so ‘fahaash’, some think it’s an all druggy hub, others say that all raves or parties are good and each one of these couldn’t be more wrong.
Not all raves are legal. Not all raves are safe. It really depends on the organizer that what kind of values run around in there, are people who can’t handle their booze going nuts, did someone pass your security and bring a gun to the party, are people slipping in b-grades drugs and spiking water? and the list of things that can go wrong and will go wrong goes on, without a doubt. But, yet, not all raves are equally good or bad. We need to let put our urban steam. And for that, we need more leisure options than cinema, hi-teas, cruising around town or on ring roads and crashing at your friend’s place.
And MangoMusik has been doing that in the past few years, being the only commercial and publically accessible one out there. It’s a great place to start doesn’t sound too shady when telling friends or family and its secure. At least in my experience.
It’s today and happening in ISB. Are you ready for it?