If you live in Lahore and choose to go North-West, you will be in Gujranwala in about an hour’s time. And
if you move from Lahore to the East, on the same Grand Trunk (GT) Road which Sher Shah Suri, the Afghan Warrior-King, carved out, in about the same time you could be standing in Amritsar — except for the ordeal of crossing the Indo-Pakistan border.
The city has survived two butcheries that appeared too gory in comparison to the size of the city. Amritsar seemed too small, too delicate to have gone through the ordeals it had been through. Yet, in a way, as you walk through the narrow streets that, somehow, resemble Lahore, with their uneven bumps, numerous children and puddles, you have your chance of reliving history. The city had been linked with nostalgia and violence. Two older people in my house missing a home they couldn’t revisit, talking of people who never returned.