Lahore Metro Bus service Thursday morning was suspended for indefinite time in Lahore owing to security reasons.
All the buses were shifted to Gajju Matta depot and the service will remain suspended till further order.
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This decision was taken in a high-level meeting attended by Chief Secretary, District Coordination Officer (DCO), commissioner and other top officials.
Lahore MBS currently operates a fleet of 86 buses and ferries up to 10,000 passengers an hour along its 29-kilometre length.
The project was started under Chief Minister Shahbaz Sharif’s guidance in Lahore in 2013.
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It was introduced for passengers‘ convenience as private mini-vans, many rickety and unroadworthy, are often dangerously overloaded, with men, women, children and students stuffed in cramped spaces like livestock.
Earlier on Monday, the bus service was suspended in Lahore as the protesters blocked several metro stations after the execution of governor Salman Taseer‘s killer Mumtaz Qadri.
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Qadri, a police bodyguard to Salman Taseer, shot the Punjab governor 28 times at an Islamabad market in 2011.
It was introduced for passengers‘ convenience as private mini-vans, many rickety and unroadworthy, are often dangerously overloaded, with men, women, children and students stuffed in cramped spaces like livestock.
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