Unforgettable Calamity: 8th October 2005
Oct08

Unforgettable Calamity: 8th October 2005

It was roughly 9 in the morning on a Saturday, I felt as if somebody was dragging my bed. My mother woke up murmuring that it was an earthquake while my drowsy head baffled between the possibilities of either I was dreaming or something was happening for real. I could hear Arabic verses as she recited them in a state of fright. But our fear didn’t know how lucky we were having these minor tremors in Lahore, while the real trouble faced to the direction of north. We turned on the television to witness one of the worst disasters in the history of Pakistan. An earthquake had struck the northern area of Pakistan. The magnitude was 7.6 on the Richter scale, originating from about 65 miles to the northeast of Islamabad. Muzaffarabad, that claimed to be the prettiest region of Kashmir, was turned into ruins in a matter of seconds. Blissful parents, giggling children, contended souls and breathe taking landscape; everyone and everything went upside down. Shrieks of children echoed from beneath the debris, parents roamed back and forth pleading Lord for help. The streets now had amputated body parts and blood at every step. The ill quality infrastructure brought the first betrayal to these troubled people. The access to the affected area was cut and coming for rescue/evacuation was a real nuisance/problem. The government of that time failed to curb the destruction such catastrophe could cause. The northern region being predetermined as “seismic hazard zone” deserved special attention from the governing bodies so that any unforeseen destruction could be confined to a reduced scale. Having stringent building plans to withstand tremors, better emergency services provision and practical education of the masses about dealing with such calamities such as fre quent drills (for children at schools) are few of the precautionary measures that could have been considered to mitigate the degree of destruction. That unfortunate day claimed about 86,000 lives, leaving 138,000 injured and 3.5 million displaced. The magnanimity and heartfelt concern showed by the Pakistanis nationwide for the affectees was seen as a silver lining to this disastrous occurrence. The nation stood up united to help the fellow countrymen who were going through a rough point in time. People sent all the basic necessity items to them, from blankets to medicines and food; no stone was left unturned to help them. Many people volunteered to work for the rehabilitation of the affectees in any possible way. Pakistanis residing abroad sent huge sum of money as charity; public figures renewed their philanthropic spirit and offered help in all capacity. We were told that due to inadequate hospital facilities up...

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Flickering Hope
Aug22

Flickering Hope

They said our present is gloomy, our future will be dark I     stayed     positive,     pessimism     had     no     mark Their   facts  were  strong,  my  arguments  were  weak I         fancied        utopia,       reality        was         bleak Politics    is    manipulative,    democracy    is    a    trick Callousness for people’s feelings makes my spirit prick Powerless we  are,  our  fate  is  at  their disposal Dynastic politics meets no resistance, no refusal Tuning  into  a  news  channels  always  brings  a  bad  news “Pakistan won today’s match” is the only moment of amuse Scattered corpses around, killing has become a daily affair Bloodshed on roads isn’t my concern, I don’t even care The  pain  cannot  be  experienced  until one’s beloved die “Oh,  my  heart  moves   for   humanity”   is   just   a   lie People are not honored, but killed in the name of honor A  pull  of  trigger  is  all   it   takes   to   cause   a   tremor Lawlessness prevails as people dislike to abide by mere traffic laws Ironically, they are the ones who reprimand the system’s flaws Burning with acid and abuse. Heinous incidents of domestic violence Feudal  lords  torture  indigent  peasants ,  exhibit  intolerance Bombings    in    mosques    and    bustling    streets Amputated limbs, blood streams and echoing shrieks Chaotic  minds,  misguided  souls  and  hungry  bodies Knitted in vacuum of unfulfillment ends up in turbulence A    new    wave  of   slaying   has   reached   this   town It has left us with apprehended minds and deepened frown Now,  difference  of  beliefs  is  enough  to  get  killed Causing dozens of casualties, militants are skilled Genocide of Hazara is brutal; it can’t be justified  in  any  context Being   a   Shiite, I  am   forced  to  speculate, I may be the next A   light   of  hope  is   flickering   in    my    heart It may blow out; I will rekindle it with a new start We will stand strong again. My country will stay resilient against all odds Roaring storms will be defeated, let prudence and unity be our swords They say our present is gloomy, our future will be dark My faith will remain firm, pessimism will have no mark  ...

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