- Today we shout out loud no to religious, ethnic and political racism.
- Today we shout out loud no to sectarian killings.
- Today we shout out loud against social injustice towards every human living in Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud against the politics of terror and lack of freedom of expression.
- Today we shout out loud against all odds depriving us of a social security homeland.
- Today we shout out loud against religious intolerances.
- Today we shout out loud against sexism that deprives us of quality individuals.
- Today we shout out loud against any form of bribery any step taken to diminish the prevailing system of meritocracy in our country.
- Today we shout out loud to be better humans than anything else.
- Today we shout out loud against the monarchy of rich and elite.
- Today we shout out loud against rude attitudes of any person holding the public office.
- Today we shout out loud for the rights of our Baloch brothers. They are our brothers in blood and flesh in kith and kin.
- Today we shout out loud against terrorism that swallowed thousands of Pakistanis.
- Today we shout out loud against TTP and their fake threats.
- Today we shout out loud for the terrible security situations faced by 180 million Pakistanis.
- Today we shout out loud to pay homage to our heroes.
- Today we shout out loud for Abdus Salam the Nobel laureate.
- Today we shout out loud for Malala yousafzai.
- Today we shout out loud for unjust killing of Salman Taseer.
- Today we shout out loud for the complete freedom of our print and electronic media.
- Today we shout out loud for our alarming education situation in our country.
- Today we shout out loud for a stronger federation.
- Today we shout out loud for the price this nation paid for the rule of democracy.
- Today we shout out loud to our Prime Minister for one single unanimous security policy.
- Today we shout out loud to our Prime Minister for one single unanimous foreign policy.
- Today we shout out loud for better relations between Pakistan and India.
- Today we shout out loud for a better energy policy, for a better tax regulation policy.
- Today we shout out loud against money laundering and all means of corruption to deprive this nation of its basic rights.
- Today we shout out for humans living in Pakistan, not Pakistanis, not Muslims, not Christians.
- Today we shout out loud against the politics of ethnicity, against divide and rule policies.
- Today we shout out loud for one Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud for our warriors.
- Today we shout out loud for all our security personnel who lost their lives protecting us.
- Today we shout out for peaceful relations with all neighboring countries.
- Today we shout out loud for one Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud to vow never again we shall be played at the hands of hate mongers, and religious manipulators.
- Today we shout out loud for one nation.
- Today we shout out loud for prosperous and strong Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud for our independence, our freedom and our dignity.
- Today we shout out loud for the father of the nation Quaid-e-Azam Muhammad Ali Jinnah.
- Today we shout out loud for the day history was made 14th August 1947.
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
A 1000 shout outs on this Independence Day,
Monday, July 8, 2013
Letter to Fauzia Kasuri – by an Insafian
Dear Kasuri,
It has been our pleasure to have
you in Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf for long time. The pleasure has not been much endearing
for the past six months. Your grievances were such that you were being played
inside the party. Sometimes you
attributed this to lack of attention given to you and sometimes you not being given
the party ticket or any post inside the party for that matter.
We Insafians are seriously sick
of you lot, you join the party and then you talk of it as you own the party.
Later you leave if your demands are not met then you go to media bash all of
us. Make huge claims and then after sometime you find yourself some weird
reason and then again you join the party. If you think after doing all this you
become important for the party then you are clearly mistaken. To tell you the
truth we’d give you and mazari both on any given Sunday if not only for Imran
Khan. In the case of Mazari her process would be speedier thankfully to her
hippie desperately trying to be blonde daughter.
It’s about time that your lot
should leave the high school and think of being a graduate. I must remind you lot
here that Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf is not only Imran Khan. It seems that you
think that the only person you have to work with or you have to listen to is
Imran Khan. From Republicans to Democrats every party has lobbyists inside
them. There are always groups within the bigger groups. If you can’t fight them
politically then it’s your incompetency. From the first day you only wanted to
work under Imran Khan. You never worked on your relationships with other party
members and you still don’t. How would you expect anyone to lobby for you then.
It’s time for these “founding members” to actually learn that a political party
is full of internal politics. If you can’t play it well it’s your fault,
everyone is on its own. If you have to cry in front of media because you are
house wife, and a mother and some other stuff as well then we’d honestly
suggest you concentrate on that. There are quite a number of women in PTI with
all those traits and still working for the party without claiming a bigger
carpet for them.
From now on it’s my humble
request if you go out on media stop whining about what happens inside the
party. You haven’t done any better in your first interview with Kashif Abbasi,
and your whining still continues. In order to be in politics you need to have
thick skin, and if you can’t have it, it’s about time you can choose a
different career path for yourself.
And lastly, do not please for the sake of this
good earth use the term “Mother of PTI”. I don’t know if you realize it or not
but it is itself is a big LMAO. A piece of advice for you is to concentrate on
the internal politics more than the external politics because clearly the former
is of more importance to you.
P.S Nevertheless Welcome Back.
Kind Regards,
Ali Waqar
Saturday, April 6, 2013
The Moderate way
Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf and Jamat-e-Islami – A Case Study
Note: - The seat
adjustment between Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf and Jamat-e-Islami is only chosen
as an example to study the general phenomena for the creation of a moderate society.
The Author is fully aware that the two parties are no more accommodating each
other for seat adjustment.
The liberals and the
conservatives, the leftists and the rightists shall all be given the immunity towards
communicating their opinions in a democratic society. Any negation of such
rights is actually negating democracy. Societies over the time learn from all
these cliques they have inside them. This sectionalization of societies is
essential towards the evolution of a moderate state. A leftist only exist
because he is anti-rightist. The distinctness of liberalism will languish if
the existence of conservatism is brought to question.
Pakistan is warming up for
democracy, and we shall all see the shining democracy of the world after
Elections 2013. But the maturity of understanding this phenomenal solution
called democracy for the civilizations will prevail over time. In Pakistan the
debate is not about leftists or rightists it’s more about liberalism and
conservatism. And this debate has conflagrated after the seat adjustment of
Pakistan Tehreek-e- Insaf with Jamat-e-Islami.
Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf is an
emerging political force in Pakistan and seen as the party of progressive
minded people. Its ideology and its name are not religiously endorsed.
Therefore it is able to attract different segments of the society. Whereas
Jamat-e-Islami has been an old political player. It is the first religious
political party to ensure democracy within itself. Clearly its name and its
ideology come in a religious packing, which is not agreeable to those who dream
for a secular Pakistan. Now these two aspects may sound like antithetical but
it also depends on how you look at them. The perspective of looking at them
shall come later.
In the wake of recent events over
the past years the society has become highly polarized. The killing of Salman
Taseer, shooting Malala Yusuf Zai, intolerance towards minorities, killing of
Shias all these events have further stretched the two portions of society apart
from each other. The ones who were not to be blamed were also blamed and hence
fostering the conflicts. Both entities see each other as a probable menace
towards their ideologies. That is why the overly done reaction over the seat
adjustment of two political parties is no surprise.
Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf does not
want to have an alliance with any political party who had their involvement in
the ex-government. Jamat-e-Islami on the other hand does not want an alliance
with those political parties who have corruption charges on them. Because of
almost the similar reasoning both of them opted for one another. Now in this
whole line of reasoning one cannot think of any nascence of dispute between the
two ends. One can further cogitate to ameliorate the reasoning on which the dispute
between two streams of society can rest.
Imran Khan after his clear
opposition of Lashkar-e-Jhangvi became an iconic merit figure and most of the
liberal chunk of the society assumed Tehreek-e-Insaf to be a liberal political
party. This was the time when the liberal section of society extended its
support towards Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf. But the picture became tainted after
the announcement of seat adjustment of Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf and
Jamat-e-Islami. Jamat-e-Islami other
than being religiously endorsed also has another controversy in its sleeves.
This is related to the comments of ameer of Jamat-e-Islami on the issue of the
rape victims. This became a main shout out for the liberal section of society
which opposed this alliance and became a reason of bedlam.
This reaction on this seat
adjustment is not only related to these two political parties but it defines a
mindset which the people of Pakistan have developed; either its good or bad it
is not for us to judge. The only thing which can be done is emphasizing the
evolution of a moderate society. One must empathize that any section of society
being left alone will only lead it towards more extreme ideologies than it ever
had before. This will only grant the right of manipulation to those who take
the advantage of this deprivation.
The liberal section of society
did vent their anger out on the statement about female rape victims. But the
same section denied any chance being given to work together so that they can
moderate the opinions which they find extreme. This seat adjustment between the
two political parties could be seen as a bridge to minimize the polarization of
our society, though it did not reach its conclusion but nevertheless it’s a
good example to study. Such political alliances give the chance to both
liberals and conservatives to work with each other and to moderate each other
opinions.
Since the humanity up till now is
unable to find an alternative solution to democracy therefore one must stick
with the rules of democracy. The conservatives are in mass numbers in our society
so they must be given a fair chance to represent themselves. And liberals
should take the lead here as they stand out for freedom of speech. But
unfortunately both are in the same water and equally soaked. The reaction over
this seat adjustment is an example to this inability of these sections to work
together. The existence of both these divisions is requisite to ensure a
moderate state.
Moral: - The working together of
all sections of society with different beliefs, ideologies and opinions is the only
way forward towards a moderate society.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Beta apki Namaz nai hoi ....! [Part 1]
Every now and then you come across elderly people who love to pass judgments on you. And our desi elderly people excel somehow in this marvelous art. Well I complain not, for they are genuinely sweet and lovable. But when you are young and specially in your teens you just hate most of the people around you. And for me I hated everyone in my teens to the point of no return.
The short story which fills up my mind at the 12th hour of the night still somehow manages to put a smile on my face. When I was in my teens I was an avid namazi. I use to offer salat 5 times a day and that too in the mosque. Now this all seems like an accomplishment to me. I was always dressed in a casual way, whenever I went to mosque. Sometimes I even sweat terribly, because I used to go to mosque with friends just after playing cricket in intense summers. In the mosque the young people hardly ever noticed my ill-state but for the elderly people I was always the subject of their criticism. My weary jeans my short t-shirt never looked agreeable to them.
Among elderly people there were different classes too. Some of them were so much grumpy that you couldn't even dare to stand with them during jammat. And some of them just used to converse with us about our cricket game. In our mosque there was a flock of elderly people who were always together. Some of them were even grandfathers of my friends. Everyone was somehow linked to each other as we all lived in the same block. These elderly people were always hard on us when it came to our salat.
Once me and my friends were offering Asar Salat and because of something we missed the jamat. But before we could offer our salat, we had to answer all the questions of these elderly people who used to spend most of their time in the mosque. You have to be prepared to answer their questions as it can be of any type.
Among that group of elderly people Meer sahab (R.I.P) was a very gentle soul, though he used to get annoyed very easily, if you see him and you don't offer a salam to him. So if you saw Meer sahab somewhere in the block an assalam-e-alykum shake hand is must even if you have to walk a km to shake hands with him. If you somehow did not offer salam to him the next time you see him prepare yourself a very good explanation of the crime you committed by not paying salam to him. I have always thought that how Meer sahab use to remember the exact time and date of the day when he was ignored. He must had some kind of notebook in which he used to write the name of the person the moment he ignored him. But this all was not the reason of Meer sahab popularity in our block. It was actually his golden tooth which was of prime importance. It was just right there at the center when he use to smile and indeed it was a worth seeing site.
Another must mention personality of that flock is Mirza sahab. A long white beard person, always dressed in white shalwar qameez. He was so famous for his whiteness that he eventually ended up being called as surf excel. These short names were the code names between the youngsters. Mirza Sahab also kept a sharp eye on all the affairs of our block. He can see the guy in the eyes and tell what is going though his mind. Mirza sahab was not judgmental but he just somehow happens to know the truth of us all. You have to have a nerve in order to plunge yourself in religious discussion with Mirza Sahab because then be prepared to sit in the mosque from Zuhur to Maghrib.
Agha jee was the spice of their group. He had a story on everything you name it. He once even told us that he had traveled on the time machine as well. He was not a hardliner at all, may be he was just there among them because he was given a central position in the group. Agha jee knew all the heroes of pakistan and in his stories he had been there to help for almost everyone. Seldom he advised us to offer salat unlike others. May be he knew that he must not go hard on us and instead he was the one joking with us all the time. Agha jee once told us that he was right hand of Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto though he never took any party positions. Agha jee had a great sense of sarcasm when it used to come to Mirza Sahab, but they were really good friends. They remained good friends till last.
The next guy in the line was siddique uncle. He also had a white beard but shorter than Mirza Sahab. Siddique uncle was the scholar of our block and an avid supporter of the imam sahab of our mosque. His height of faithfulness was such that he even went to jail once because of Imam sahab, but that is a long story which just cracks me high. Siddique uncle had a philosophy and according to that philosophy calling him uncle was haram. He wanted to be called as brother siddique. According to him he was our brother in Islam not the Uncle. Everything we did was almost haram in the eyes of siddique uncle. Entering mosque with jeans and t-shirt was haram, not wearing a topi was haram, whispering in the mosque was haram. We had so much haram in our lives that in the end we named siddique uncle as brother haram. He was the source of great laughter and fun we use to have in the mosque. Smiling with a bit loud noise was just unacceptable for siddique uncle and exactly at the point when we used to see him we couldn't ever stop not laughing loud.
We always used to sit in the last rows in the mosque. And many a times Agha jee used to come to us and told us to go to the lines in front just to tease siddique uncle. Siddique uncle also had a philosophy that without proper beards we must not put ourselves in the front lines. According to him, we must improve our Imans as we terribly suck in that, and for that he had a way ..
[TBC] ~~
The short story which fills up my mind at the 12th hour of the night still somehow manages to put a smile on my face. When I was in my teens I was an avid namazi. I use to offer salat 5 times a day and that too in the mosque. Now this all seems like an accomplishment to me. I was always dressed in a casual way, whenever I went to mosque. Sometimes I even sweat terribly, because I used to go to mosque with friends just after playing cricket in intense summers. In the mosque the young people hardly ever noticed my ill-state but for the elderly people I was always the subject of their criticism. My weary jeans my short t-shirt never looked agreeable to them.
Among elderly people there were different classes too. Some of them were so much grumpy that you couldn't even dare to stand with them during jammat. And some of them just used to converse with us about our cricket game. In our mosque there was a flock of elderly people who were always together. Some of them were even grandfathers of my friends. Everyone was somehow linked to each other as we all lived in the same block. These elderly people were always hard on us when it came to our salat.
Once me and my friends were offering Asar Salat and because of something we missed the jamat. But before we could offer our salat, we had to answer all the questions of these elderly people who used to spend most of their time in the mosque. You have to be prepared to answer their questions as it can be of any type.
Among that group of elderly people Meer sahab (R.I.P) was a very gentle soul, though he used to get annoyed very easily, if you see him and you don't offer a salam to him. So if you saw Meer sahab somewhere in the block an assalam-e-alykum shake hand is must even if you have to walk a km to shake hands with him. If you somehow did not offer salam to him the next time you see him prepare yourself a very good explanation of the crime you committed by not paying salam to him. I have always thought that how Meer sahab use to remember the exact time and date of the day when he was ignored. He must had some kind of notebook in which he used to write the name of the person the moment he ignored him. But this all was not the reason of Meer sahab popularity in our block. It was actually his golden tooth which was of prime importance. It was just right there at the center when he use to smile and indeed it was a worth seeing site.
Another must mention personality of that flock is Mirza sahab. A long white beard person, always dressed in white shalwar qameez. He was so famous for his whiteness that he eventually ended up being called as surf excel. These short names were the code names between the youngsters. Mirza Sahab also kept a sharp eye on all the affairs of our block. He can see the guy in the eyes and tell what is going though his mind. Mirza sahab was not judgmental but he just somehow happens to know the truth of us all. You have to have a nerve in order to plunge yourself in religious discussion with Mirza Sahab because then be prepared to sit in the mosque from Zuhur to Maghrib.
Agha jee was the spice of their group. He had a story on everything you name it. He once even told us that he had traveled on the time machine as well. He was not a hardliner at all, may be he was just there among them because he was given a central position in the group. Agha jee knew all the heroes of pakistan and in his stories he had been there to help for almost everyone. Seldom he advised us to offer salat unlike others. May be he knew that he must not go hard on us and instead he was the one joking with us all the time. Agha jee once told us that he was right hand of Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto though he never took any party positions. Agha jee had a great sense of sarcasm when it used to come to Mirza Sahab, but they were really good friends. They remained good friends till last.
The next guy in the line was siddique uncle. He also had a white beard but shorter than Mirza Sahab. Siddique uncle was the scholar of our block and an avid supporter of the imam sahab of our mosque. His height of faithfulness was such that he even went to jail once because of Imam sahab, but that is a long story which just cracks me high. Siddique uncle had a philosophy and according to that philosophy calling him uncle was haram. He wanted to be called as brother siddique. According to him he was our brother in Islam not the Uncle. Everything we did was almost haram in the eyes of siddique uncle. Entering mosque with jeans and t-shirt was haram, not wearing a topi was haram, whispering in the mosque was haram. We had so much haram in our lives that in the end we named siddique uncle as brother haram. He was the source of great laughter and fun we use to have in the mosque. Smiling with a bit loud noise was just unacceptable for siddique uncle and exactly at the point when we used to see him we couldn't ever stop not laughing loud.
We always used to sit in the last rows in the mosque. And many a times Agha jee used to come to us and told us to go to the lines in front just to tease siddique uncle. Siddique uncle also had a philosophy that without proper beards we must not put ourselves in the front lines. According to him, we must improve our Imans as we terribly suck in that, and for that he had a way ..
[TBC] ~~
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Little I know
Little I know,
The wickedness of the soul, which defeats me ever so often
Little I know about it,
Little I know about the campaign of prevarications inside me,
Little I know how to win over the fears I have,
Little I know these astounding whispers in my ears,
Little I know this unweary person who stops not,
Little I know this gratitude of the Lucifer,
Little I know his hope in me,
Little I know his deadpan smiles,
Little I know the attractions in his eyes,
Little I know his ways,
Little I know his love for me,
Little I know the act of treachery for the love of the Lucifer,
Little I know his love for you,
Little I know impuissant me,
Little I know your calls for I hear them not,
Little I know your forgiveness for I love you not,
Little I know your guidance for I want it not,
Little I know your strength for I see it not,
Little I know your knowledge for I accept it not,
Little I know your rewards for it attracts me not,
Little I know these people for their chaos harkens me,
Little I know their cries for it saddens me,
Little I know their schemes for forever we live not,
Little I know your creation for creating its worth not,
Little I know this act of quizzing me for which I pass not,
Little I know this state of denial for I deny you not,
Little I know you my GOD for you described me not,
Little I know myself for in real I exist NOT.
The wickedness of the soul, which defeats me ever so often
Little I know about it,
Little I know about the campaign of prevarications inside me,
Little I know how to win over the fears I have,
Little I know these astounding whispers in my ears,
Little I know this unweary person who stops not,
Little I know this gratitude of the Lucifer,
Little I know his hope in me,
Little I know his deadpan smiles,
Little I know the attractions in his eyes,
Little I know his ways,
Little I know his love for me,
Little I know the act of treachery for the love of the Lucifer,
Little I know his love for you,
Little I know impuissant me,
Little I know your calls for I hear them not,
Little I know your forgiveness for I love you not,
Little I know your guidance for I want it not,
Little I know your strength for I see it not,
Little I know your knowledge for I accept it not,
Little I know your rewards for it attracts me not,
Little I know these people for their chaos harkens me,
Little I know their cries for it saddens me,
Little I know their schemes for forever we live not,
Little I know your creation for creating its worth not,
Little I know this act of quizzing me for which I pass not,
Little I know this state of denial for I deny you not,
Little I know you my GOD for you described me not,
Little I know myself for in real I exist NOT.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
"Water Kit" Myth in 5 minutes
Hydrogen has always been one of my favourite elements in the periodic table. So inflammable and energetic that its able to thrust 2000 tons of mass into space and that too in just some seconds. And on the other when it gets combined with oxygen it becomes the source of life. The love of oxygen actually makes hydrogen forget its vivacious past.
Somehow the nature has placed this cruel condition on hydrogen that it must let go its energy in order to be with oxygen forever. Now people all over the world thought that they can actually separate the hydrogen from oxygen and can get all the energy of the hydrogen back. In 1800 William Nicholson finally was able to separate hydrogen from oxygen and they named this process as electrolysis. Now in order to do that, one must give more energy as compared to the energy hydrogen gave in, in order to be with oxygen.
The first law of thermodynamics is the law of nature, which simply means energy will always be conserved. No man in this world can 'create' energy, it can just be transferred from one form to another. The second law of thermodynamics places a condition on how the energy will transfer. It simply says that one can never convert all the energy into work, there will always be some heat losses.
To make a water molecule you need less energy as compared to destroy a water molecule. The nature has placed an interesting principle in these equations, and one can always appreciate this if he/she can realize the importance of water.
One can always come up with an idea of an efficient electrolysis scheme but actually by doing so one will violate the second law of thermodynamics which states, the entropy of the universe is decreasing. There is not a single system in this world in which you put some energy and extract the equal amount of energy back, there always will be heat loses.
The day we will violate the second law of thermodynamics, is the day when a ball fell from a table will be able to go back to its initial position using the same stored potential energy.
I just wish I will be there to see that, but I seriously doubt it.
P.S Readers are encouraged to read about the concept of hydrogen car,
Friday, April 6, 2012
Pakistan without Khan
Recently a friend shared with me a link, in which Time is going to publish its 2012 list of world’s most influential people. It prompted me to write something at minimum a piece that will help me or someone else to gather their thoughts.
It is the first time that I am aware that a political leader of Pakistan (Imran Khan) has been nominated to be in the world’s most influential people’s list. It gave me a tremendous amount of joy to see such things happening at last, even though there may be some who may not share the same joy. So to fully appreciate the influential nature of Imran Khan, let’s imagine what Pakistan would have been like if he did not exist.
The first iconic thought that comes to mind if, Imran Khan did not exist, is the glorious moment when we took the well-deserved, thick crystal Benson and Hedges cup. The glorious moment was in the 1992 Cricket World Cup, a memory that my country deems as being precious. Now imagine a country, full of passionate cricket lovers and players with drive and determination, and yet not winning a single world cup. It would be like eating the same meal everyday without any spice, flavor or satisfaction.
It is estimated that 1 in 3 people will have cancer in their lifetime, so if we consider the 7 billion world population, approximately 231 million people, a very large number of people, will have cancer. We are a country with a population of 187 million, forming 2.7% of the world’s population. Out of 187 million people, 62 million may well be cancer patients in Pakistan. So now imagine a country which constitutes 2.684% cancer patients of the world without a single dedicated cancer hospital. A single cancer treatment costs 8-10 Lakh PKR, so the treatment of 10% of the cancer patients of Pakistan will cost around 5 million PKR. So to be deprived of a hospital where 75% of cancer patients receive financial assistance and some which receive the treatments free would indeed be detrimental to the health of our people.
It is the dream of every student to go abroad for higher education, but not many can afford this luxury, especially in the region of Mianwalli, a backward region that also has the highest level of unemployment in Pakistan. The city has a population of approximately 1 million, out of which 45 % are youngsters and students. Many of these students are unable to afford the big universities within Pakistan let alone afford to study at foreign universities. These students are now able to earn an internationally acclaimed university degree by studying right there in their own city. Imagine them being deprived of this higher quality education. Imagine tatterdemalion of a dream of building up a city like Oxford right in the heart of Mianwalli.
Now coming to the current political situation, the happening, and the tide of awareness. The era of change, the era of hope, and the time where we all feel that we can get rid of these hounds sooner or later. The sudden awakening of these political gladiators and realizing the importance of the youth. The change in the political slogans, distribution of laptops, symbolizing the youth on the pamphlets, banners, etc. The realization of the importance of political arguments, debates, explaining one’s political stance and this sudden sanity of being truthful and honest. Imagine this all to vanish, imagine no political activity, and imagine 63% of the population, the youth, to have no importance. Imagine no sanity checks and no resignations based on morals and high esteem. Imagine no will to change, imagine the juridical and political death of the country, imagine the world’s most politicized youth not concerned with the mainstream politics anymore.
Imagine the dying out of HOPE, dying of the desire to change. Though its hard but in the end imagine Pakistan without Khan.
Moral:- Before we are ripped off a blessing, we should start apprising it.
It is the first time that I am aware that a political leader of Pakistan (Imran Khan) has been nominated to be in the world’s most influential people’s list. It gave me a tremendous amount of joy to see such things happening at last, even though there may be some who may not share the same joy. So to fully appreciate the influential nature of Imran Khan, let’s imagine what Pakistan would have been like if he did not exist.
The first iconic thought that comes to mind if, Imran Khan did not exist, is the glorious moment when we took the well-deserved, thick crystal Benson and Hedges cup. The glorious moment was in the 1992 Cricket World Cup, a memory that my country deems as being precious. Now imagine a country, full of passionate cricket lovers and players with drive and determination, and yet not winning a single world cup. It would be like eating the same meal everyday without any spice, flavor or satisfaction.
It is estimated that 1 in 3 people will have cancer in their lifetime, so if we consider the 7 billion world population, approximately 231 million people, a very large number of people, will have cancer. We are a country with a population of 187 million, forming 2.7% of the world’s population. Out of 187 million people, 62 million may well be cancer patients in Pakistan. So now imagine a country which constitutes 2.684% cancer patients of the world without a single dedicated cancer hospital. A single cancer treatment costs 8-10 Lakh PKR, so the treatment of 10% of the cancer patients of Pakistan will cost around 5 million PKR. So to be deprived of a hospital where 75% of cancer patients receive financial assistance and some which receive the treatments free would indeed be detrimental to the health of our people.
It is the dream of every student to go abroad for higher education, but not many can afford this luxury, especially in the region of Mianwalli, a backward region that also has the highest level of unemployment in Pakistan. The city has a population of approximately 1 million, out of which 45 % are youngsters and students. Many of these students are unable to afford the big universities within Pakistan let alone afford to study at foreign universities. These students are now able to earn an internationally acclaimed university degree by studying right there in their own city. Imagine them being deprived of this higher quality education. Imagine tatterdemalion of a dream of building up a city like Oxford right in the heart of Mianwalli.
Now coming to the current political situation, the happening, and the tide of awareness. The era of change, the era of hope, and the time where we all feel that we can get rid of these hounds sooner or later. The sudden awakening of these political gladiators and realizing the importance of the youth. The change in the political slogans, distribution of laptops, symbolizing the youth on the pamphlets, banners, etc. The realization of the importance of political arguments, debates, explaining one’s political stance and this sudden sanity of being truthful and honest. Imagine this all to vanish, imagine no political activity, and imagine 63% of the population, the youth, to have no importance. Imagine no sanity checks and no resignations based on morals and high esteem. Imagine no will to change, imagine the juridical and political death of the country, imagine the world’s most politicized youth not concerned with the mainstream politics anymore.
Imagine the dying out of HOPE, dying of the desire to change. Though its hard but in the end imagine Pakistan without Khan.
Moral:- Before we are ripped off a blessing, we should start apprising it.
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Wednesday, August 14, 2013
A 1000 shout outs on this Independence Day,
- Today we shout out loud no to religious, ethnic and political racism.
- Today we shout out loud no to sectarian killings.
- Today we shout out loud against social injustice towards every human living in Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud against the politics of terror and lack of freedom of expression.
- Today we shout out loud against all odds depriving us of a social security homeland.
- Today we shout out loud against religious intolerances.
- Today we shout out loud against sexism that deprives us of quality individuals.
- Today we shout out loud against any form of bribery any step taken to diminish the prevailing system of meritocracy in our country.
- Today we shout out loud to be better humans than anything else.
- Today we shout out loud against the monarchy of rich and elite.
- Today we shout out loud against rude attitudes of any person holding the public office.
- Today we shout out loud for the rights of our Baloch brothers. They are our brothers in blood and flesh in kith and kin.
- Today we shout out loud against terrorism that swallowed thousands of Pakistanis.
- Today we shout out loud against TTP and their fake threats.
- Today we shout out loud for the terrible security situations faced by 180 million Pakistanis.
- Today we shout out loud to pay homage to our heroes.
- Today we shout out loud for Abdus Salam the Nobel laureate.
- Today we shout out loud for Malala yousafzai.
- Today we shout out loud for unjust killing of Salman Taseer.
- Today we shout out loud for the complete freedom of our print and electronic media.
- Today we shout out loud for our alarming education situation in our country.
- Today we shout out loud for a stronger federation.
- Today we shout out loud for the price this nation paid for the rule of democracy.
- Today we shout out loud to our Prime Minister for one single unanimous security policy.
- Today we shout out loud to our Prime Minister for one single unanimous foreign policy.
- Today we shout out loud for better relations between Pakistan and India.
- Today we shout out loud for a better energy policy, for a better tax regulation policy.
- Today we shout out loud against money laundering and all means of corruption to deprive this nation of its basic rights.
- Today we shout out for humans living in Pakistan, not Pakistanis, not Muslims, not Christians.
- Today we shout out loud against the politics of ethnicity, against divide and rule policies.
- Today we shout out loud for one Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud for our warriors.
- Today we shout out loud for all our security personnel who lost their lives protecting us.
- Today we shout out for peaceful relations with all neighboring countries.
- Today we shout out loud for one Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud to vow never again we shall be played at the hands of hate mongers, and religious manipulators.
- Today we shout out loud for one nation.
- Today we shout out loud for prosperous and strong Pakistan.
- Today we shout out loud for our independence, our freedom and our dignity.
- Today we shout out loud for the father of the nation Quaid-e-Azam Muhammad Ali Jinnah.
- Today we shout out loud for the day history was made 14th August 1947.
Monday, July 8, 2013
Letter to Fauzia Kasuri – by an Insafian
Dear Kasuri,
It has been our pleasure to have
you in Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf for long time. The pleasure has not been much endearing
for the past six months. Your grievances were such that you were being played
inside the party. Sometimes you
attributed this to lack of attention given to you and sometimes you not being given
the party ticket or any post inside the party for that matter.
We Insafians are seriously sick
of you lot, you join the party and then you talk of it as you own the party.
Later you leave if your demands are not met then you go to media bash all of
us. Make huge claims and then after sometime you find yourself some weird
reason and then again you join the party. If you think after doing all this you
become important for the party then you are clearly mistaken. To tell you the
truth we’d give you and mazari both on any given Sunday if not only for Imran
Khan. In the case of Mazari her process would be speedier thankfully to her
hippie desperately trying to be blonde daughter.
It’s about time that your lot
should leave the high school and think of being a graduate. I must remind you lot
here that Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf is not only Imran Khan. It seems that you
think that the only person you have to work with or you have to listen to is
Imran Khan. From Republicans to Democrats every party has lobbyists inside
them. There are always groups within the bigger groups. If you can’t fight them
politically then it’s your incompetency. From the first day you only wanted to
work under Imran Khan. You never worked on your relationships with other party
members and you still don’t. How would you expect anyone to lobby for you then.
It’s time for these “founding members” to actually learn that a political party
is full of internal politics. If you can’t play it well it’s your fault,
everyone is on its own. If you have to cry in front of media because you are
house wife, and a mother and some other stuff as well then we’d honestly
suggest you concentrate on that. There are quite a number of women in PTI with
all those traits and still working for the party without claiming a bigger
carpet for them.
From now on it’s my humble
request if you go out on media stop whining about what happens inside the
party. You haven’t done any better in your first interview with Kashif Abbasi,
and your whining still continues. In order to be in politics you need to have
thick skin, and if you can’t have it, it’s about time you can choose a
different career path for yourself.
And lastly, do not please for the sake of this
good earth use the term “Mother of PTI”. I don’t know if you realize it or not
but it is itself is a big LMAO. A piece of advice for you is to concentrate on
the internal politics more than the external politics because clearly the former
is of more importance to you.
P.S Nevertheless Welcome Back.
Kind Regards,
Ali Waqar
Saturday, April 6, 2013
The Moderate way
Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf and Jamat-e-Islami – A Case Study
Note: - The seat
adjustment between Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf and Jamat-e-Islami is only chosen
as an example to study the general phenomena for the creation of a moderate society.
The Author is fully aware that the two parties are no more accommodating each
other for seat adjustment.
The liberals and the
conservatives, the leftists and the rightists shall all be given the immunity towards
communicating their opinions in a democratic society. Any negation of such
rights is actually negating democracy. Societies over the time learn from all
these cliques they have inside them. This sectionalization of societies is
essential towards the evolution of a moderate state. A leftist only exist
because he is anti-rightist. The distinctness of liberalism will languish if
the existence of conservatism is brought to question.
Pakistan is warming up for
democracy, and we shall all see the shining democracy of the world after
Elections 2013. But the maturity of understanding this phenomenal solution
called democracy for the civilizations will prevail over time. In Pakistan the
debate is not about leftists or rightists it’s more about liberalism and
conservatism. And this debate has conflagrated after the seat adjustment of
Pakistan Tehreek-e- Insaf with Jamat-e-Islami.
Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf is an
emerging political force in Pakistan and seen as the party of progressive
minded people. Its ideology and its name are not religiously endorsed.
Therefore it is able to attract different segments of the society. Whereas
Jamat-e-Islami has been an old political player. It is the first religious
political party to ensure democracy within itself. Clearly its name and its
ideology come in a religious packing, which is not agreeable to those who dream
for a secular Pakistan. Now these two aspects may sound like antithetical but
it also depends on how you look at them. The perspective of looking at them
shall come later.
In the wake of recent events over
the past years the society has become highly polarized. The killing of Salman
Taseer, shooting Malala Yusuf Zai, intolerance towards minorities, killing of
Shias all these events have further stretched the two portions of society apart
from each other. The ones who were not to be blamed were also blamed and hence
fostering the conflicts. Both entities see each other as a probable menace
towards their ideologies. That is why the overly done reaction over the seat
adjustment of two political parties is no surprise.
Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf does not
want to have an alliance with any political party who had their involvement in
the ex-government. Jamat-e-Islami on the other hand does not want an alliance
with those political parties who have corruption charges on them. Because of
almost the similar reasoning both of them opted for one another. Now in this
whole line of reasoning one cannot think of any nascence of dispute between the
two ends. One can further cogitate to ameliorate the reasoning on which the dispute
between two streams of society can rest.
Imran Khan after his clear
opposition of Lashkar-e-Jhangvi became an iconic merit figure and most of the
liberal chunk of the society assumed Tehreek-e-Insaf to be a liberal political
party. This was the time when the liberal section of society extended its
support towards Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf. But the picture became tainted after
the announcement of seat adjustment of Pakistan Tehreek-e-Insaf and
Jamat-e-Islami. Jamat-e-Islami other
than being religiously endorsed also has another controversy in its sleeves.
This is related to the comments of ameer of Jamat-e-Islami on the issue of the
rape victims. This became a main shout out for the liberal section of society
which opposed this alliance and became a reason of bedlam.
This reaction on this seat
adjustment is not only related to these two political parties but it defines a
mindset which the people of Pakistan have developed; either its good or bad it
is not for us to judge. The only thing which can be done is emphasizing the
evolution of a moderate society. One must empathize that any section of society
being left alone will only lead it towards more extreme ideologies than it ever
had before. This will only grant the right of manipulation to those who take
the advantage of this deprivation.
The liberal section of society
did vent their anger out on the statement about female rape victims. But the
same section denied any chance being given to work together so that they can
moderate the opinions which they find extreme. This seat adjustment between the
two political parties could be seen as a bridge to minimize the polarization of
our society, though it did not reach its conclusion but nevertheless it’s a
good example to study. Such political alliances give the chance to both
liberals and conservatives to work with each other and to moderate each other
opinions.
Since the humanity up till now is
unable to find an alternative solution to democracy therefore one must stick
with the rules of democracy. The conservatives are in mass numbers in our society
so they must be given a fair chance to represent themselves. And liberals
should take the lead here as they stand out for freedom of speech. But
unfortunately both are in the same water and equally soaked. The reaction over
this seat adjustment is an example to this inability of these sections to work
together. The existence of both these divisions is requisite to ensure a
moderate state.
Moral: - The working together of
all sections of society with different beliefs, ideologies and opinions is the only
way forward towards a moderate society.
Thursday, February 7, 2013
Beta apki Namaz nai hoi ....! [Part 1]
Every now and then you come across elderly people who love to pass judgments on you. And our desi elderly people excel somehow in this marvelous art. Well I complain not, for they are genuinely sweet and lovable. But when you are young and specially in your teens you just hate most of the people around you. And for me I hated everyone in my teens to the point of no return.
The short story which fills up my mind at the 12th hour of the night still somehow manages to put a smile on my face. When I was in my teens I was an avid namazi. I use to offer salat 5 times a day and that too in the mosque. Now this all seems like an accomplishment to me. I was always dressed in a casual way, whenever I went to mosque. Sometimes I even sweat terribly, because I used to go to mosque with friends just after playing cricket in intense summers. In the mosque the young people hardly ever noticed my ill-state but for the elderly people I was always the subject of their criticism. My weary jeans my short t-shirt never looked agreeable to them.
Among elderly people there were different classes too. Some of them were so much grumpy that you couldn't even dare to stand with them during jammat. And some of them just used to converse with us about our cricket game. In our mosque there was a flock of elderly people who were always together. Some of them were even grandfathers of my friends. Everyone was somehow linked to each other as we all lived in the same block. These elderly people were always hard on us when it came to our salat.
Once me and my friends were offering Asar Salat and because of something we missed the jamat. But before we could offer our salat, we had to answer all the questions of these elderly people who used to spend most of their time in the mosque. You have to be prepared to answer their questions as it can be of any type.
Among that group of elderly people Meer sahab (R.I.P) was a very gentle soul, though he used to get annoyed very easily, if you see him and you don't offer a salam to him. So if you saw Meer sahab somewhere in the block an assalam-e-alykum shake hand is must even if you have to walk a km to shake hands with him. If you somehow did not offer salam to him the next time you see him prepare yourself a very good explanation of the crime you committed by not paying salam to him. I have always thought that how Meer sahab use to remember the exact time and date of the day when he was ignored. He must had some kind of notebook in which he used to write the name of the person the moment he ignored him. But this all was not the reason of Meer sahab popularity in our block. It was actually his golden tooth which was of prime importance. It was just right there at the center when he use to smile and indeed it was a worth seeing site.
Another must mention personality of that flock is Mirza sahab. A long white beard person, always dressed in white shalwar qameez. He was so famous for his whiteness that he eventually ended up being called as surf excel. These short names were the code names between the youngsters. Mirza Sahab also kept a sharp eye on all the affairs of our block. He can see the guy in the eyes and tell what is going though his mind. Mirza sahab was not judgmental but he just somehow happens to know the truth of us all. You have to have a nerve in order to plunge yourself in religious discussion with Mirza Sahab because then be prepared to sit in the mosque from Zuhur to Maghrib.
Agha jee was the spice of their group. He had a story on everything you name it. He once even told us that he had traveled on the time machine as well. He was not a hardliner at all, may be he was just there among them because he was given a central position in the group. Agha jee knew all the heroes of pakistan and in his stories he had been there to help for almost everyone. Seldom he advised us to offer salat unlike others. May be he knew that he must not go hard on us and instead he was the one joking with us all the time. Agha jee once told us that he was right hand of Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto though he never took any party positions. Agha jee had a great sense of sarcasm when it used to come to Mirza Sahab, but they were really good friends. They remained good friends till last.
The next guy in the line was siddique uncle. He also had a white beard but shorter than Mirza Sahab. Siddique uncle was the scholar of our block and an avid supporter of the imam sahab of our mosque. His height of faithfulness was such that he even went to jail once because of Imam sahab, but that is a long story which just cracks me high. Siddique uncle had a philosophy and according to that philosophy calling him uncle was haram. He wanted to be called as brother siddique. According to him he was our brother in Islam not the Uncle. Everything we did was almost haram in the eyes of siddique uncle. Entering mosque with jeans and t-shirt was haram, not wearing a topi was haram, whispering in the mosque was haram. We had so much haram in our lives that in the end we named siddique uncle as brother haram. He was the source of great laughter and fun we use to have in the mosque. Smiling with a bit loud noise was just unacceptable for siddique uncle and exactly at the point when we used to see him we couldn't ever stop not laughing loud.
We always used to sit in the last rows in the mosque. And many a times Agha jee used to come to us and told us to go to the lines in front just to tease siddique uncle. Siddique uncle also had a philosophy that without proper beards we must not put ourselves in the front lines. According to him, we must improve our Imans as we terribly suck in that, and for that he had a way ..
[TBC] ~~
The short story which fills up my mind at the 12th hour of the night still somehow manages to put a smile on my face. When I was in my teens I was an avid namazi. I use to offer salat 5 times a day and that too in the mosque. Now this all seems like an accomplishment to me. I was always dressed in a casual way, whenever I went to mosque. Sometimes I even sweat terribly, because I used to go to mosque with friends just after playing cricket in intense summers. In the mosque the young people hardly ever noticed my ill-state but for the elderly people I was always the subject of their criticism. My weary jeans my short t-shirt never looked agreeable to them.
Among elderly people there were different classes too. Some of them were so much grumpy that you couldn't even dare to stand with them during jammat. And some of them just used to converse with us about our cricket game. In our mosque there was a flock of elderly people who were always together. Some of them were even grandfathers of my friends. Everyone was somehow linked to each other as we all lived in the same block. These elderly people were always hard on us when it came to our salat.
Once me and my friends were offering Asar Salat and because of something we missed the jamat. But before we could offer our salat, we had to answer all the questions of these elderly people who used to spend most of their time in the mosque. You have to be prepared to answer their questions as it can be of any type.
Among that group of elderly people Meer sahab (R.I.P) was a very gentle soul, though he used to get annoyed very easily, if you see him and you don't offer a salam to him. So if you saw Meer sahab somewhere in the block an assalam-e-alykum shake hand is must even if you have to walk a km to shake hands with him. If you somehow did not offer salam to him the next time you see him prepare yourself a very good explanation of the crime you committed by not paying salam to him. I have always thought that how Meer sahab use to remember the exact time and date of the day when he was ignored. He must had some kind of notebook in which he used to write the name of the person the moment he ignored him. But this all was not the reason of Meer sahab popularity in our block. It was actually his golden tooth which was of prime importance. It was just right there at the center when he use to smile and indeed it was a worth seeing site.
Another must mention personality of that flock is Mirza sahab. A long white beard person, always dressed in white shalwar qameez. He was so famous for his whiteness that he eventually ended up being called as surf excel. These short names were the code names between the youngsters. Mirza Sahab also kept a sharp eye on all the affairs of our block. He can see the guy in the eyes and tell what is going though his mind. Mirza sahab was not judgmental but he just somehow happens to know the truth of us all. You have to have a nerve in order to plunge yourself in religious discussion with Mirza Sahab because then be prepared to sit in the mosque from Zuhur to Maghrib.
Agha jee was the spice of their group. He had a story on everything you name it. He once even told us that he had traveled on the time machine as well. He was not a hardliner at all, may be he was just there among them because he was given a central position in the group. Agha jee knew all the heroes of pakistan and in his stories he had been there to help for almost everyone. Seldom he advised us to offer salat unlike others. May be he knew that he must not go hard on us and instead he was the one joking with us all the time. Agha jee once told us that he was right hand of Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto though he never took any party positions. Agha jee had a great sense of sarcasm when it used to come to Mirza Sahab, but they were really good friends. They remained good friends till last.
The next guy in the line was siddique uncle. He also had a white beard but shorter than Mirza Sahab. Siddique uncle was the scholar of our block and an avid supporter of the imam sahab of our mosque. His height of faithfulness was such that he even went to jail once because of Imam sahab, but that is a long story which just cracks me high. Siddique uncle had a philosophy and according to that philosophy calling him uncle was haram. He wanted to be called as brother siddique. According to him he was our brother in Islam not the Uncle. Everything we did was almost haram in the eyes of siddique uncle. Entering mosque with jeans and t-shirt was haram, not wearing a topi was haram, whispering in the mosque was haram. We had so much haram in our lives that in the end we named siddique uncle as brother haram. He was the source of great laughter and fun we use to have in the mosque. Smiling with a bit loud noise was just unacceptable for siddique uncle and exactly at the point when we used to see him we couldn't ever stop not laughing loud.
We always used to sit in the last rows in the mosque. And many a times Agha jee used to come to us and told us to go to the lines in front just to tease siddique uncle. Siddique uncle also had a philosophy that without proper beards we must not put ourselves in the front lines. According to him, we must improve our Imans as we terribly suck in that, and for that he had a way ..
[TBC] ~~
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Little I know
Little I know,
The wickedness of the soul, which defeats me ever so often
Little I know about it,
Little I know about the campaign of prevarications inside me,
Little I know how to win over the fears I have,
Little I know these astounding whispers in my ears,
Little I know this unweary person who stops not,
Little I know this gratitude of the Lucifer,
Little I know his hope in me,
Little I know his deadpan smiles,
Little I know the attractions in his eyes,
Little I know his ways,
Little I know his love for me,
Little I know the act of treachery for the love of the Lucifer,
Little I know his love for you,
Little I know impuissant me,
Little I know your calls for I hear them not,
Little I know your forgiveness for I love you not,
Little I know your guidance for I want it not,
Little I know your strength for I see it not,
Little I know your knowledge for I accept it not,
Little I know your rewards for it attracts me not,
Little I know these people for their chaos harkens me,
Little I know their cries for it saddens me,
Little I know their schemes for forever we live not,
Little I know your creation for creating its worth not,
Little I know this act of quizzing me for which I pass not,
Little I know this state of denial for I deny you not,
Little I know you my GOD for you described me not,
Little I know myself for in real I exist NOT.
The wickedness of the soul, which defeats me ever so often
Little I know about it,
Little I know about the campaign of prevarications inside me,
Little I know how to win over the fears I have,
Little I know these astounding whispers in my ears,
Little I know this unweary person who stops not,
Little I know this gratitude of the Lucifer,
Little I know his hope in me,
Little I know his deadpan smiles,
Little I know the attractions in his eyes,
Little I know his ways,
Little I know his love for me,
Little I know the act of treachery for the love of the Lucifer,
Little I know his love for you,
Little I know impuissant me,
Little I know your calls for I hear them not,
Little I know your forgiveness for I love you not,
Little I know your guidance for I want it not,
Little I know your strength for I see it not,
Little I know your knowledge for I accept it not,
Little I know your rewards for it attracts me not,
Little I know these people for their chaos harkens me,
Little I know their cries for it saddens me,
Little I know their schemes for forever we live not,
Little I know your creation for creating its worth not,
Little I know this act of quizzing me for which I pass not,
Little I know this state of denial for I deny you not,
Little I know you my GOD for you described me not,
Little I know myself for in real I exist NOT.
Thursday, August 2, 2012
"Water Kit" Myth in 5 minutes
Hydrogen has always been one of my favourite elements in the periodic table. So inflammable and energetic that its able to thrust 2000 tons of mass into space and that too in just some seconds. And on the other when it gets combined with oxygen it becomes the source of life. The love of oxygen actually makes hydrogen forget its vivacious past.
Somehow the nature has placed this cruel condition on hydrogen that it must let go its energy in order to be with oxygen forever. Now people all over the world thought that they can actually separate the hydrogen from oxygen and can get all the energy of the hydrogen back. In 1800 William Nicholson finally was able to separate hydrogen from oxygen and they named this process as electrolysis. Now in order to do that, one must give more energy as compared to the energy hydrogen gave in, in order to be with oxygen.
The first law of thermodynamics is the law of nature, which simply means energy will always be conserved. No man in this world can 'create' energy, it can just be transferred from one form to another. The second law of thermodynamics places a condition on how the energy will transfer. It simply says that one can never convert all the energy into work, there will always be some heat losses.
To make a water molecule you need less energy as compared to destroy a water molecule. The nature has placed an interesting principle in these equations, and one can always appreciate this if he/she can realize the importance of water.
One can always come up with an idea of an efficient electrolysis scheme but actually by doing so one will violate the second law of thermodynamics which states, the entropy of the universe is decreasing. There is not a single system in this world in which you put some energy and extract the equal amount of energy back, there always will be heat loses.
The day we will violate the second law of thermodynamics, is the day when a ball fell from a table will be able to go back to its initial position using the same stored potential energy.
I just wish I will be there to see that, but I seriously doubt it.
P.S Readers are encouraged to read about the concept of hydrogen car,
Friday, April 6, 2012
Pakistan without Khan
Recently a friend shared with me a link, in which Time is going to publish its 2012 list of world’s most influential people. It prompted me to write something at minimum a piece that will help me or someone else to gather their thoughts.
It is the first time that I am aware that a political leader of Pakistan (Imran Khan) has been nominated to be in the world’s most influential people’s list. It gave me a tremendous amount of joy to see such things happening at last, even though there may be some who may not share the same joy. So to fully appreciate the influential nature of Imran Khan, let’s imagine what Pakistan would have been like if he did not exist.
The first iconic thought that comes to mind if, Imran Khan did not exist, is the glorious moment when we took the well-deserved, thick crystal Benson and Hedges cup. The glorious moment was in the 1992 Cricket World Cup, a memory that my country deems as being precious. Now imagine a country, full of passionate cricket lovers and players with drive and determination, and yet not winning a single world cup. It would be like eating the same meal everyday without any spice, flavor or satisfaction.
It is estimated that 1 in 3 people will have cancer in their lifetime, so if we consider the 7 billion world population, approximately 231 million people, a very large number of people, will have cancer. We are a country with a population of 187 million, forming 2.7% of the world’s population. Out of 187 million people, 62 million may well be cancer patients in Pakistan. So now imagine a country which constitutes 2.684% cancer patients of the world without a single dedicated cancer hospital. A single cancer treatment costs 8-10 Lakh PKR, so the treatment of 10% of the cancer patients of Pakistan will cost around 5 million PKR. So to be deprived of a hospital where 75% of cancer patients receive financial assistance and some which receive the treatments free would indeed be detrimental to the health of our people.
It is the dream of every student to go abroad for higher education, but not many can afford this luxury, especially in the region of Mianwalli, a backward region that also has the highest level of unemployment in Pakistan. The city has a population of approximately 1 million, out of which 45 % are youngsters and students. Many of these students are unable to afford the big universities within Pakistan let alone afford to study at foreign universities. These students are now able to earn an internationally acclaimed university degree by studying right there in their own city. Imagine them being deprived of this higher quality education. Imagine tatterdemalion of a dream of building up a city like Oxford right in the heart of Mianwalli.
Now coming to the current political situation, the happening, and the tide of awareness. The era of change, the era of hope, and the time where we all feel that we can get rid of these hounds sooner or later. The sudden awakening of these political gladiators and realizing the importance of the youth. The change in the political slogans, distribution of laptops, symbolizing the youth on the pamphlets, banners, etc. The realization of the importance of political arguments, debates, explaining one’s political stance and this sudden sanity of being truthful and honest. Imagine this all to vanish, imagine no political activity, and imagine 63% of the population, the youth, to have no importance. Imagine no sanity checks and no resignations based on morals and high esteem. Imagine no will to change, imagine the juridical and political death of the country, imagine the world’s most politicized youth not concerned with the mainstream politics anymore.
Imagine the dying out of HOPE, dying of the desire to change. Though its hard but in the end imagine Pakistan without Khan.
Moral:- Before we are ripped off a blessing, we should start apprising it.
It is the first time that I am aware that a political leader of Pakistan (Imran Khan) has been nominated to be in the world’s most influential people’s list. It gave me a tremendous amount of joy to see such things happening at last, even though there may be some who may not share the same joy. So to fully appreciate the influential nature of Imran Khan, let’s imagine what Pakistan would have been like if he did not exist.
The first iconic thought that comes to mind if, Imran Khan did not exist, is the glorious moment when we took the well-deserved, thick crystal Benson and Hedges cup. The glorious moment was in the 1992 Cricket World Cup, a memory that my country deems as being precious. Now imagine a country, full of passionate cricket lovers and players with drive and determination, and yet not winning a single world cup. It would be like eating the same meal everyday without any spice, flavor or satisfaction.
It is estimated that 1 in 3 people will have cancer in their lifetime, so if we consider the 7 billion world population, approximately 231 million people, a very large number of people, will have cancer. We are a country with a population of 187 million, forming 2.7% of the world’s population. Out of 187 million people, 62 million may well be cancer patients in Pakistan. So now imagine a country which constitutes 2.684% cancer patients of the world without a single dedicated cancer hospital. A single cancer treatment costs 8-10 Lakh PKR, so the treatment of 10% of the cancer patients of Pakistan will cost around 5 million PKR. So to be deprived of a hospital where 75% of cancer patients receive financial assistance and some which receive the treatments free would indeed be detrimental to the health of our people.
It is the dream of every student to go abroad for higher education, but not many can afford this luxury, especially in the region of Mianwalli, a backward region that also has the highest level of unemployment in Pakistan. The city has a population of approximately 1 million, out of which 45 % are youngsters and students. Many of these students are unable to afford the big universities within Pakistan let alone afford to study at foreign universities. These students are now able to earn an internationally acclaimed university degree by studying right there in their own city. Imagine them being deprived of this higher quality education. Imagine tatterdemalion of a dream of building up a city like Oxford right in the heart of Mianwalli.
Now coming to the current political situation, the happening, and the tide of awareness. The era of change, the era of hope, and the time where we all feel that we can get rid of these hounds sooner or later. The sudden awakening of these political gladiators and realizing the importance of the youth. The change in the political slogans, distribution of laptops, symbolizing the youth on the pamphlets, banners, etc. The realization of the importance of political arguments, debates, explaining one’s political stance and this sudden sanity of being truthful and honest. Imagine this all to vanish, imagine no political activity, and imagine 63% of the population, the youth, to have no importance. Imagine no sanity checks and no resignations based on morals and high esteem. Imagine no will to change, imagine the juridical and political death of the country, imagine the world’s most politicized youth not concerned with the mainstream politics anymore.
Imagine the dying out of HOPE, dying of the desire to change. Though its hard but in the end imagine Pakistan without Khan.
Moral:- Before we are ripped off a blessing, we should start apprising it.
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