Everyday, every single day at least a hundred people in Pakistan die. On a good day, we can cut that number in half. Why is this happening? why does it not affect everyone like it should? Why are foreign countries telling us how we should lead our nation, after all we have a president who is charged with cases of corruption and fraud. (i still find his "real" university degree questionable), but even so none of them really know what to do about this country.
Ask yourself, if some high up person in a political party were to be killed in your country, what do you think would be the next days headlines.. ours reads "Death toll reaches 42 as riots break out". The idiotic mob mentality of the common people here is something to marvel at. For no purpose at all they start burning tires, burning trucks and killing each other. This is how they deal with problems. Rather than having protests or rallies, they decide to create more problems for themselves, by going crazy.
What can be done about it.. educate the population? that requires funds, which though we are getting from the rest of the world, only some of it is actually used for development, the rest goes in the pockets of the corrupt who sadly run this country.
At your graduation, you would expect family and maybe a few friends to come visit you right, well for the "prince" the entire P.P.P (peoples party of Pakistan) seems to be going. It is unnecessary, but if you really must go, how about spending your own money on buying tickets and getting places to stay rather than using the funds which we really sorely need.
But the biggest question then is, why don't the people themselves react. Why don't they stand up and argue and protest, for the simple reason that they as i have mentioned before, are pretty much brainless and follow whatever fake promises are made to them.
They wont change. They wont even accept change. In my personal belief only the army has the capabilities to pull this country out of the downward spiral it is in, or else we might see the downfall of Pakistan.
The Qaid-e-Azam did not want this country to be a military dictatorship, but since he passed away without setting up a stable government, the instability has just grown.
The army is the only one who can control the population, and yes we have had army rule, several times in our history, but sadly there is no one who is only in it for the benefit of the country. They took control but then never wanted to give it up.
Until and unless someone comes in power, from the military, who is planning on doing whatever he can to fix the country and then hand back power the, hopefully honest political leaders, can this country ever rise out of the ashes of its own history... but from where i stand, that vision is very bleak.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Reminiscing a Forgotten World
What has changed in this world? Where are the bards who sing of the new day to come?
Why has this world fallen into a darkening shadow that just will not move away. What has happened to the regular house hold conversations that used to take place, why have they been replaced with discussing death and terror.
No one feels safe anymore. When everything you do can be monitored, what is privacy anymore? when governments can know everything about right down the peoples sexual preferences just by recording their search history on Google, nothing is private.
The world has changed, but its up to opinion on whether its for the better or not. Countries such as Pakistan are facing the problem of having their people hunted all across the world. The Taliban chose Pakistan to be the country that has to be liberated
but why us? Why choose a country that is already so emotional about every little aspect of religion. Strange isnt it how countries such as U.A.E who are supposed to be Islamic nations have alcohol allowed in their cities such as Dubai where as in Pakistan if a cartoon is drawn about the Prophet, we are the only country who care. We are the ones who start rioting, banning facebook killing... each other.
It is but a nation full of fools, who elect governments who try and rob it of all its funds and then the leaders just run off to foreign countries.
In short to sum up the various thoughts i have had, The world is now a dark place, and we Pakistanis are screwed.
Why has this world fallen into a darkening shadow that just will not move away. What has happened to the regular house hold conversations that used to take place, why have they been replaced with discussing death and terror.
No one feels safe anymore. When everything you do can be monitored, what is privacy anymore? when governments can know everything about right down the peoples sexual preferences just by recording their search history on Google, nothing is private.
The world has changed, but its up to opinion on whether its for the better or not. Countries such as Pakistan are facing the problem of having their people hunted all across the world. The Taliban chose Pakistan to be the country that has to be liberated
but why us? Why choose a country that is already so emotional about every little aspect of religion. Strange isnt it how countries such as U.A.E who are supposed to be Islamic nations have alcohol allowed in their cities such as Dubai where as in Pakistan if a cartoon is drawn about the Prophet, we are the only country who care. We are the ones who start rioting, banning facebook killing... each other.
It is but a nation full of fools, who elect governments who try and rob it of all its funds and then the leaders just run off to foreign countries.
In short to sum up the various thoughts i have had, The world is now a dark place, and we Pakistanis are screwed.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Reflections of a Stargazer
A shadow looms over a busy city. Even now in the early hours of the morning the hustle and bustle never ceases. I can feel the moistening air surround me; the dew dampens all things dry, cleaning them for another day. Street lights glow, illuminating the roads as well as the sky, taking away any hopes of maybe catching a glimpse of the stars. The sound of a car, speeding by on a motorway, probably heading towards the airport, the sky begins to darken and I feel droplets of water splash against my face and then trickle to the floor. A light drizzle coats the rooftop with a layer of water and then stops. I stare into this vast abyss, wondering when the clouds will clear, but just as I dream of a new light to come, the power fails and the darkness spreads.
Only now can I see those stars, they were always there but hidden from sight, hidden from the masses until they lose something they hold dear. Another wave of droplets fall from the sky and this time faster and harder, I feel drenched, cleansed from the sins of humanity.
I think to myself, cynical much, yes of course. A city falling in shambles, death so frequently talked about it scares you, not because it is frightening, but because it is so common in our society its concept is lost.
Time passes but I do not stir, I feel no cold, I feel nothing any more. Times have changed. This city I call home is not the same anymore. I ponder about past present and future. What is to become of us all.
As I sit here on my roof top, staring out into the dark, the city stirs. It truly never sleeps and as I phase back into reality, the clouds begin to break as a single beam of light breaks through the darkness. Morning has come.
Only now can I see those stars, they were always there but hidden from sight, hidden from the masses until they lose something they hold dear. Another wave of droplets fall from the sky and this time faster and harder, I feel drenched, cleansed from the sins of humanity.
I think to myself, cynical much, yes of course. A city falling in shambles, death so frequently talked about it scares you, not because it is frightening, but because it is so common in our society its concept is lost.
Time passes but I do not stir, I feel no cold, I feel nothing any more. Times have changed. This city I call home is not the same anymore. I ponder about past present and future. What is to become of us all.
As I sit here on my roof top, staring out into the dark, the city stirs. It truly never sleeps and as I phase back into reality, the clouds begin to break as a single beam of light breaks through the darkness. Morning has come.
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