she is just an illusion

The room was filled with noise, yet I couldn't hear anything. There were people around me happy, I don't know why they were so happy? Or was it just pretending, an illusion, which they want to believe in. I was drenched in my darkness gazing at the table. I hardly lifted my eyes up to see what’s happening around me, I was least bothered. Yet, just for the sake of moment I lifted my head up, which I guess was the first time I did since sitting in the restaurant. I saw a man, the waiter, in his mid-40s, curly hairs, done nicely. He was dressed in a white shirt and a black pant. He had a bow around his neck, I guess suits him best. He was serving the hot sizzling steak to the customer in the front table, I could just hear the sizzle of the steak. I was so lost that I could not even imagine, how that stake would taste. Two men around me were talking near to my earshot, but I had no idea what they were talking about. I was just there, sitting with a cup of coffee. I felt lost. It's not my world, I don't belong here. I was trying to search, trying to unfold the mystery. But then my sight stroked the entrance door. I saw someone entering the door and there she was... dressed in black, her hair would fall around just perfect. Her smile, it was sparkling, probably, the most amazing one. Her eyes were appealing gorgeous, striking every person in the room. Suddenly, I began to feel the world around me. I began to feel my existence. I guess, she was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. It wasn't just jumping to conclusions, she was just exquisite.

Feel safe no more

Tuesday, September 02, 2014 - Two days back a very terrifying incident occurred with me that left me in deep shock for hours. I happen to work in Defence Phase V and my residence is in Garden Area. My usual route is via Shara-e-Faisal to Numaish chowrangi and then further. On that unfortunate day while driving to home everything seemed fine, until a speedy motorbike passed by my side and hit my front rear. Although my car’s speed was less then 10 km/h but that noise sent deep shivers down my spine. By the time I could analyze what had struck me two persons on a motorcycle passed by my right side with one of them carrying a pistol. In no time, another crossed from my left with just one on it and they both parked in front of my car. For a second, mentally I was prepared that I was about to mugged but then suddenly all three of them stepped down and walked towards the poor guy who accidentally got hit by my car. They started beating him ruthlessly. They tore his shirt and then tore the pocket from his Shalwar, grabbed an envelope (which I assume they wanted) and brisk away. To make their presence felt one of them fired in the air before rushing away. The incident happened in a jiffy. No time to think or to take any action, if one would dare even. I was in deep shock for hours. As result of this incident a feeling of insecurity prevails in my heart and I rarely get courage to pass through those streets again. I thought we are a democratic country governed by our elected rulers, who are least bothered about the safety of the poor masses whom they approach only at the time of elections. Can our democracy provide some peace to the common man also?

—Karachi
http://pakobserver.net/detailnews.asp?id=251416
 

Fiction

it was an empty hall, i walk pass the benches into a corner. I could feel the sharpness of the benches as my finger tips touched them while I passed each bench. My head was down, my eyes were wet. I could never raised my head in shyness but now I don't want to. I went to the right corner of the bench and I sat. I sat as I waited, thoughts started to gather in my mind of what was about to happen. Something, I wished had never started... I knew the outcomes I knew what was about to end... I knew it will be gone forever. deep in my heart I knew everything... amidst of all these thoughts, suddenly the door was bang opened... and I spooked with fear... 

The door banged open and i was spooked in fear. Fear sent shivers down my spine and I could just hear nothing but my heartbeat. It was pounding and I could feel the blood rushing through the veins. Everything around me came to halt. I could not had the courage to look up and see though I knew what was coming towards me. My elbows were sitting tight on my knees, my hand cover my ears. I didn't wish to hear that voice; the voice that trembles and haunts me even in my dreams. This time it was more then one person, as I could hear several footsteps approaching towards me. It made me even more tensed. I could also hear their whispering. I wanted to stand on my feet and run and run far as far as I could. But I never could. At last, I felt a hand on my shoulder ... as I turned back .  

 I surrender myself to my fear. There's more lightening but my feeling of helplessness was all I could felt as if my soul was gradually being wearing out of my body... The words were naturally went out of my mind my heart my mouth.. I did nt knew where I belong and what was happening didnt belong to me. I have been through this before and some thing hard to bear was about to happen in my life something i could never bear something i could repent. Tragedy always bring radical change in lives and this tragedy changed everything changed me changed everything associated with it. I lost my self and i lose every bit of me that once was mine. .. That once was mine... In theory every loss is for our good; in practice though that is when we ask question... Ask ourselves about the existence of God ... And ask ourselves what did i do to deserve this? ...

A naya Pakistan?

Let suppose a naya Pakistan is created by any action or a miracle, just for a moment let us think that a naya Pakistan has taken birth, but what then? are we the so called awam of Pakistan deserve it? Are we going to follow rules? Respect Laws? Respect our mother country? Aray, we don't even follow the simple traffic rules.. Will we be doing then? Will we obliterate corruption? Will we respect our women? Will we respect elders? will we take steps to eradicate poverty? will we take steps to eradicate polio? A country where people are killed working for a noble cause, how do we expect revolution in a country where we don't even care "not to spit on our mother land" how many of us think about our country first and then for ourselves... One thing is for sure If we can't give respect then we can't expect respect in return? to bring revolution to create a new Pakistan first we need to bring a change, Change in ourselves, change in our attitude, change in our mindset, change in our traditions, we need to bring back those traditions that once were honoured by every men ... we need to get our honour back to see a Naya Pakistan.... A new Pakistan will take birth when we start respecting our country... everyone is so enthusiastic to buy flags on Independence day and then what next, we found those flags left alone on the streets... A new Pakistan will take birth when our women can walk on roads without any fear... Naya Pakistan aisaye nahi ban jae ga... it needs sacrifices it needs courage and it needs people who can think about their country and country men before thinking about themselves...

Awara Khayal

walking away without knowing what she might be thinking. I do not wanted to say good bye, I felt she was feeling my vibes too. I wanted her to just say it once, just ask me to stay but she didn't. There was no eye contact but I know she was looking away too. Even though, I know how she must be feeling, how much she wanted to be with me but deep down inside we both knew this was our final good bye. All memories were flashing back in my mind. We didnt made any conversation, I could not gather enough courage to utter a word. There was a complete silence, all I could hear was the sound of rain pouring down lavishly as if the clouds were also crying. All I could feel was her breath, the sound of what I always heard when we hugged each other once. It occurred to be one of the most difficult moment of life. Once it was like not staying without each other and now we were to this point of just walking away without any word, without looking at each other.. everything was gone... everything was lost...

My country bleeds…

A routine Monday morning is always been a not wanted thing for everybody in their life. But today it was a different morning since the country is in the verge of different chaos altogether. A morning that came after a agonizing incident that tormented the lives of so many people and hundreds other who were connected to those lives. The incident of the first suicide blast of 2013 that also was a deadly one.  For few the beginning of the New Year 2013 had been a very unfortunate beginning and for some it has been a road that would lead them to a change of an era. 

The Former Part…

As the country entered in its fourth day of mourning, hundreds of people are doing a sit-in protest over the unburied dead bodies of those who were killed in the blasts on Thursday 10 January 2013 in Quetta. Those blasts killed more than 100 people occurred in the late hours of Thursday. The newspapers reported, the bomb went off in a car near a vehicle of FTC. Soon after the blast, a nationwide protest was triggered affecting the fast tracking lives of Karachi, Islamabad and Quetta which are considered playing a vital role contributing towards the economy of Pakistan. 

The sit-in protests supported by various political parties as well as from the people of the targeted Shia community were made on M.A Jinnah road. A rally of raging protesters marched towards the Bilawal House and staged protest against the brutal killings of Quetta. The first blast that end many lives in a tragic way, while those innocent people trying to save humanity lost their lives in the second blast. Sadly, they couldn’t get rest even after their soul departs from this world. Some of them were known to be real fighters evidently they are still fighting even after the last clot of blood flushed out from their bodies.

 One can only pray for the departed souls but not enough can be done to justify the loss of the families. The reason behind their death can never be justified nor can anything be replaced for the lost souls. It is rather a sad day for all of us and for every person who had witnessed the sad incident. It is rather a pity on us that we can’t even defend our own lives living in our own country, ruled by the people elected by our own hands.

  

(to be continue…)

No network...!

Disclaimer: All the characters in this write-up are based upon fiction. If it matches anyone in real that is by co-incidence and unintentional. (agay aqalmand kay liye ishara kafi hai)


Though it may not sound new to you but yet we are witnessing today another instance of stupidity of our government, who is famous of doing it again and again. Cellular services has been suspended for the day, depriving whole nation from communicating to the rest of the world.

Details:

Cellular services were suspended in Karachi on Friday in light of terrorism threats, Express News reported.

The services, suspended by the Pakistan Telecommunication Authority (PTA), will remain suspended from 11am till 6pm today.

According to an intelligence report, a major act of terrorism was suspected in Karachi, which was expected to be carried out through a cell phone.

Network operators were informed at 9am of the suspension.

Suspending cellular services in light of terrorism threats on important days like Eid and Ashura has become a norm, however service suspension on such days comes with prior notice.

Source: Express Tribune

A major act of terrorism was suspected today and strategy of our government to deal with it was by blocking the mobile networks, as they could not come up with any other stupid idea so they decided this should be the best. No one can beat the intelligence of our very own hero RM, who only has the ability to entertain the whole world with his unbeatable ideas. And yes it is his forte and no one can match him for sure. As per some lurking reports, it has been confirmed that Guinness Book of World Record have agreed to include RM ik as the most intellectual personality that has been born. 

Raised up under the supreme guidance of AZ, Daktar Saheb has been on his toes since childhood. During his early years at school he was nominated as the most dashing personality for flirting with teachers in class. As soon as passed his college, RM was the most wanted person and his picture could be seen all over the stables throughout the country. Whenever, he visited roads, ques of all female donkeys blocked the roads just to have a glimpse of him. 

 

For a moment if we consider that a major terrorism act is about to happen then is blocking the mobile connectivity is the only way to deal with it? Even Newton can't solve this mystery and let leave this to our government to solve this mystery.

In a modern world where on one hand we consider communication as one of the basic and most important need of a person there on the other hand our government has deprived the whole nation of it and they keep doing it, they never get quenched. What now seems to a trait of our present government, i.e. to "deprive' "deprive" "deprive"  the nation of their basic necessities including electricity, sui gas, CNG, employment, basic rights, justice... and now mobile networks. We never know what we more we have to experience in the coming months, but I on the other hand will start a quest of finding that girl who refused to give her number to Rehman Malik, "kitna jazbati ker dya Rehman ko, poray mulk kay network band ker dye us ne" ... 

A never ending quest...

Letters Published in different newspapers

Published in Daily Times

http://tribune.com.pk/story/482491/life-in-pakistan/

http://pakobserver.net/detailnews.asp?id=188097

Encounter Alpha bravo charlie!

     Image Courtesy: Pakistan Today

 

One misunderstanding can be turn out to be fatal for one’s life but I guess it was my lucky day. While returning from office at 10 in the night as soon as I took a turnaround from the roundabout of do talwar a ranger official beckoned me which as it appeared to me was for the riders coming behind me so I ignored. But a few steps away another ranger waved hand and I stopped because this was definitely for me. I was accompanied by my colleagues who got off from the bike as soon as I stopped. However, I went slack on my bike without much movement.

The Ranger official marched towards me hastily like I was about to get convicted there and then and said “rukay kyu nahi”(why didn’t you stopped). I said politely, sir it appeared to me that you were trying to stop the one coming behind me that’s why I didn’t stopped and I guess it’s a misunderstanding.  However, it appeared that my words were falling on deaf ears as he kept on saying that you don’t know about rangers? He pointed towards his bike and other rangers officials and said can’t you see that 125 (model of Honda bike). Do you know you can’t even move an inch from that point when we want you to stop then stop, you can’t run away. You can’t even move a bit from there.  

I said yes I understand but…he quibble and he pointed towards his AK47 and said “can you see this (pointing towards the bump safety) its not locked as if I was a bozo and don’t know anything about AK47 then he said, now I hope you have understand, what I want to say?

Surprised on his wayward behavior I politely replied yes sir, I do. It was my mistake and it wont happen again. It seems pointless to argue with him and in my mind I already decided its better to accept that it was my mistake and get rid of him as quickly as possible instead of inviting trouble.

We kept our eye contact during the whole terse conversation. In the end, he monitored all three of us and went away making a quipping remark on us. He seems to be such an aura of authority when he was threatening me with his assault rifle as if I was a badnam dako of the city. Well, I thanked him shook hands and started my bike and never looked back.

I wonder, are these rangers are assigned to save the people from bad guys or to threat the good people terrorized them from their power.

- An uncertain future of Pakistan

Photo credit: Google.com

It is very evident to forecast at this point in time that the future of Pakistan is going to be bleak. Terrorism has strengthened its root deep in Pakistan and our administration has run out of strategies. They have failed to curb the root of terrorism out of Pakistan.  People of Pakistan do not feel safe now. 

The blast that held in Karachi, Quetta and Rawalpindi targeting Shia sect has spread a sense of terror among the citizens of Pakistan.  What is more frightening is that the people are even afraid of performing their religious ceremonies with peace.  The threat of a terrorist attack lurks in their mind all the time resulting in an uncertain future for them. Who is doing it, why they are doing it, nobody knows and no one can answer these questions. An attack happens and Tehreek Taliban claims its responsibility. It remains a mystery why a Muslim [if that what they claim to be] is killing a Muslim. 

I always wonder what purpose or interest they would have killing their own caste, creed. Our tourism industry is already bitten the dust, and other resources are on the verge of devastation. If the conditions remain to be the same then one can only imagine Pakistan as a half sinking ship which eventually will sink deep down the sea of terrorism. Our government and so called politicians have completely failed to overcome the lapse of security throughout the country. So many innocent people are already and we are yet to see any extremist gets punished. 

What may seem to be unending are the rising deaths of innocent people and families who are losing their love ones and for what reason they never know. There is nothing that can be done to cover their damages. It is very unfortunate for the one who gets killed and does not know the reason behind it. The terrorism is a termite eating Pakistan from inside and if measures are not taken it will too late to imagine a safe Pakistan.

Burning our own country...

Pakistan, that was once considered as a very peaceful place to live as told in tales of my father and grandfather has now become one of the place where people get butchered with no hesitation. I once used to picture Pakistan as a peaceful society. It was long before when people used to care for each other and live like families.  Things have changed a lot deal now and my own people have become my enemies now. Killing someone has now become as easy as clicking by two fingers.

Following the rallies and protest against the blasphemous film which a fact was made by a producer in US turned to be a horrible day in the history of Pakistan. Where we speak about the ethics of Islam and teachings of Holy Prophet (PBUH) there on the other hand we exploit the worst characteristics of one self.  More than a dozen people were declared dead and hundreds injured on the day announced to celebrate Ishq-i-Rasool day which was supposed to be a day we show respect and love for the Prophet. Following the footsteps of Holy Prophet (PBUH) has always been a far cry. However, yesterday’s incident proved that we have failed humanity as well.  

The protesters insured that they destroy public property throughout the country fearlessly. Some of the banks were robbed and many police vehicles were torched. A failure of law could be seen on the day but not only the law but a failure of humanity. How could this justify one love for the Holy Prophet (PBUH)? A policeman was stoned to death as if he had made that blasphemous movie. A sense of responsibility and commonsense seems faded away from the people of Pakistan. We have clearly shown our enemies how naïve we are and how vulnerable we can be. 

We have become so intolerant and our conscience is long dead that we don’t even know where are heading too. Even a small spark can ignite the whole country leaving behind the ashes for the enemies to cheer on. What happened yesterday was definitely what one has expected but it has left a strange message for the people of Pakistan and a question mark for 1.8 billion Muslims.