If you want to take a taxi, you have to wait for hours as a taxi is a cab which is almost always occupied by passengers. Waiting for a taxi is one thing, but waiting for a friend is quite a different experience. Karachiites enjoy keeping their guests waiting for hours at marriages and valimas. They may be believing in the old adage that those who wait get the reward, haste makes waste. The Karachiwalas are so persistent in their tradition of keeping the guests waiting that even the bursts of automatic weapons do not make them rush through a function.
Fishermen are the best at waiting.
You see them on the banks of lakes and dams, perched on their haunches on uncomfortable boulders, rod and line motionless in the water, with the contemplativeness of cows chewing the cud. An inmate of a mental asylum peeps out of his window to find a man in a boat fishing in the adjoining lake. The famous wit, Dr. Samuel Johnson, has described a fishing rod as a long pole with a line, hook and bait on side and a fool on the other. Waiting for a friend's letter puts one in the fisherman's boat with Dr. Johnson's fishing pole in hand. Evidently, one cannot force the hearts and minds of other people to do what we want them to do at the precise moment we want it done.