Pakistan – Your Time is Here
Nov14

Pakistan – Your Time is Here

The time has arrived, the days of tribulations are over, and the darkest part of night is outweighed by the glory of the rising sun; better late than never, because we have suffered enough. The land of pure; the land our forefathers had to fight for & give away countless sacrifices in doing so , was over run ( for 68 years) by ignorance, injustice, intolerance & hatred. But, the past has left us, for now time has come not only to change ourselves, but to change the world we live in. ‘Change’; an enormous word as it seem but viewing the complexity of present national scenario, there is yet another dimension to all this prospective problem, the change in attitude of our approach and our tactics to view a problem all have resulted into some what, a phenomenon that if given importance will nullify the basic complications existing in our society & the chain of reactions that will spring up after such multi-dimensional methodology will further develop our capabilities as a nation.  In my view, when history turns into your favor, notions form on a level that once was certainly not thought of, when people wake up from long lasted virtual drowsiness & an unavoidable change lies in front of us than at that point there come some responsibilities on our part. We as a nation must decide the kind of transformation we want, we have to give direction to this silent movement, we have to decide; if we want this movement to yield something, if we want to have a greater impact of all this in our lives, in our cities, in our country as a whole then, we must not relate this change with anything negative and in my view, any sort of change is not the sole effort of any single person. We have seen in past, behind every successful nation, there are years and years of struggle and hardships, no doubt, big and fabulous names glow in the book of history, but those names are remembered because of their efforts and a league of men that struggled with them, but weren’t reminisced. What we have to do is to wipe away the individual centered approach and look in a broader perspective giving due status to all those who deserved. This approach of ours, will not only open new and previously unexplored horizons for us but it’s result would in a long term, have an everlasting effect on us as a society. Allama Iqbal’s dream, Quaid’s hard work, and countless sacrifices must be kept in mind. It’s time; not for a steady walk but to...

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The Tragedy that is You and I
Nov03

The Tragedy that is You and I

Often when we meet people for the very first time, especially in school, we tend to inquire about a person’s background. Name, occupation, father’s occupation and in some cases, one’s relationship status (cheesy right?). One trend in Pakistan or perhaps the entire Muslim world is asking about someone’s faith. Actually if I rephrase that, we blatantly ask about the particular sect the person belongs to. In most cases even that is fine except when the person in question belongs to a sect different than that of the “interviewer.” Both parties maintain their cool for a while, exchange a few glances and then slowly move away and that was their last civilized conversation ever. Sectarian differences lie in almost every religion. Since it is the month of Muharram, I’d like to bring your attention towards two particular Muslim sects. You guessed that right-Shias and Sunnis. Both of them are in such deep conflict that it is a US and THEM situation between both parties. Both remain adamant on THEIR beliefs and practices. Both believe in one God and the last Prophet (P.B.U.H.). Both pray five times a day. Both observe a fast in Ramadan. Both perform Hajj (the holy pilgrimage). Both pay Zakat (charity). Both grieve on 9th and 10th Muharram. Then why? Why are they not at peace with each other? Why are they so different? Why are these differences irreconcilable? The US and Them situation is that US Shias/Sunnis are right and THEM Sunnis/Shias are not. Both parties have forgotten that there is a WE as well. WE MUSLIMS. WE the people of the faith, which was brought to us by Holy Prophet (P.B.U.H.), are united under one banner, under the word of ALLAH, the Quran. WE are all part of the Ummah. WE are one unit, one faith, one brotherhood. Then why is there so much disunity amongst us? Yes the way we practice our religion is different but why can’t we learn to accept those differences and cooperate as a brotherhood should. Why are we so discontented with each other? Why is it that every year at the time of Muharram, reports of Sunni-Shia conflicts flood the news channels? Why is their bloodshed on the days we mourn bloodshed? “A perfect Muslim is the one from whose tongue and hands his fellow brothers and sisters are safe.” -Sahih Muslim “Believers are like the different parts of a building, each one supporting the other.” -Agreed Upon The conflict between Sunnis and Shias goes way back and every generation has suffered from it. Sectarian intolerance is so dangerous that no one is safe from it. People have failed...

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Just Hold on to Us
Sep04

Just Hold on to Us

Once upon a time in a land far far away, a stranger got lost amidst the snow caped mountains and exotic waterfalls. On his trek to find his way out, he entered a small village of dwarfs. He found a small little house at one far end and walked till there. The stranger shyly knocked the door. A dwarf man came out and the stranger introduced himself and explained that he lost his way till here. The man instantly invited him in and prepared to a cup of hot tea to combat the bone-chilling cold outside. The man insisted that the stranger stay the night in the village and asked him if the stranger would like to accompany him to what he called the ‘villager’s congress’. The stranger was touched by the hospitality, and very humbly agreed. The whole village had gathered in there. The old, young, sick – all of them. An old man stood up and began with a prayer. He then started gibberish which the stranger could hardly figure out. All of a sudden there were disputes and disagreements all around. Nobody was willing to listen to anybody; it was as if they were in a battle with themselves. It was chaos. It was turmoil. The stranger silently sat in a corner and just witnessed the anger, the frustration and the raging disagreements. He had started to doubt even if this small kingdom of dwarfs would ever last midst this flouting conflict. What happened next, the stranger will never forget. A young dwarf wearing a turtle shell tied with bamboo ropes came running in and interrupted the session. After catching his breath, he announced that a battalion of archers has attacked the small village. All of a sudden the disputes evaporated, the frustration vanished and the anger was redirected. The young were already on their feet to get their weapons. The old all huddled together and in harmony were designing a strategy. The kids, as if were already prepared, were taking the sick to the nearby houses. The stranger silently accompanied them too. As soon as he reached the nearest house, the women were rushing in grabbing the turtle shells and were tying the bamboo ropes to them. They all seemed prepared and well fitted for their tasks. There was a unique music of passion in the air, none that the stranger has heard before! In the face of calamity, they were all one! It was a tough night for the villagers, but they survived it together. They passionately said they always have, and they always will – for their village, for their villagers. The next...

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