Friday, 7 December 2012

Meluhha, The Forgotten Soil



“January 2010 me talibani dahshatgardo ne mere haath se mera kalam chhin liya. Lekin hum log taleem ke liye jeto jehen karte rahenge kyuki taleem hamari basic right hai.”
“I don’t mind if I have to sit on the floor. All I want is education,”

-Gul Makai urf Malala Yousafzai


On the eve of Diwali, I am extremely delighted to see the lightning, the zeal and fervor among my family, my brother and my neighbors. This enthusiasm is present everywhere in air at this time of year in India. The ever growing human curiosity to navigate and settle in diverse spaces has renovated Diwali in to a global festival, celebrated in almost every continent. Thanks to the vast, wide and deep settled Indian foreign population. But let this article be a solemn narrative from your sincere author and allow yourself to be acquainted to another story equally fervent and passionate. A story about a land, not far enough, of similar faces and linguistics, similar flora and fauna, similar houses and equally similar cities, similar governance and similar atmosphere. We drink the same waters of Indus and breathe the same air of Punjab bur still share a relationship of conscious friendship and unreal contentment. By now, I have given enough signs for the theme topic of this article. It is our worthy neighbor “Pakistan”.

Pakistan, a blurred picture I find it. It takes me in a state of confusion. Past experiences, a general perspective, their governmental policies and political approach toward India, flavored with their unaccepted guilt of giving shed to terrorism, induces me to adopt a disliking towards them. However observing Pakistani will (of Pakistani denizen’s) and views, may it be through interviews, Newspapers, TV shows or comments on a YouTube video, witnessing their grievances and living style, I realize that there is something wrong in their societal arrangement, which tempts me to believe that it is not that an erroneous country to be hated. Perhaps Pakistanis, the citizens if I focus on specifically (exempt the radical groups and those in politics), favor Indians more than Americans. Wrong is the very political approach of Pakistan, which is in the clutches of a handful of people in their government. Moreover we must look into this grave situation and try to realize the actual mental and physical state of Pakistanis, who suffer way more than us, from N numerous rather uncountable diseases, pierced brutally and deeply into their society.


The morning of October 13th of 2012, in Peshawar witnesses yet another bomb attack, this time not in a tiffin box or a school bag, but a car in broad day-light. The target was an anti-insurgent peace committee office, which consumes the lives of 17 innocent people along with it. Bomb attacks have become a regular challenge in every nation, especially in these modern times with ever increasing crime rates and terror risks, however just for a moment contemplate upon the Islamic nations. Pakistan is facing one bomb attack back and again in almost a two months period. We all can imagine the amount of public and private loss, damage to life, property and infrastructure that Pakistan faces. Besides what life am I talking about? Jaipur, a far more organized and safe city in the Indian province of Rajasthan, faced 9 serial bomb attacks on the evening of May the 13th of 2008, whose losses are still buried deep within and the bad memories continue to haunt the local natives. Renowned local Newspapers, Rajasthan Patrika and Dainik Bhaskar displays images and reportage of those dreadful moments on its infamous annual anniversary May the 13th. Must Pakistani newspapers also fill each of their monthly editions with fresh blast reports? They may have become excellent blast reporters, with the quickest reporting force as soon as a blast occurs, but is that an achievement? Are they not tired? Do Pakistanis also take pride in their security forces? 

Why would they; their forces aren’t able to protect them from blasts, nor from north-west Talib penetration.
Why wouldn’t they; they still exist within this rough atmosphere of a quasi-war state. But again, IS THIS AN ACCOMPLISHMENT or A GUILT?
Let’s try to find answers to these questions by anticipating in a further more depth. I’ll be moving in a time slide with my diary entries, while you try to transit along with me. With the following entries, I want to acquaint you with the contemporary Pakistani chaos and a perhaps give you a feeling of being in a Pakistani atmosphere.

Dear Diary…

7th April 2012





It is April and the atmosphere is very hot here. The famous Khewra salt mines are shining like diamonds in the scorching heat and are boasting of its glorious history dating back to Alexander’s raid in 320BC. However equally shining is white glorious snow in the cool valleys of Siachen, which has recently engulfed 140 Pakistani soldiers, from their Gayari base camp in its hitherto biggest avalanche. Indian Prime Minister Dr. Manmohan Singh has expressed grief for the life losses, but refuses to retreat their force from Siachen. The Indian government might have called back the soldiers, but their past experiences display a clear Pakistani desire of Siachen (dating back to 1949, Siachen is a strategically important glacier for the forces) and Kashmir. Despite over-courteous and flexible political will from their Prime Minister, he will never take a decision to call back the soldiers especially under a doubtful neighbor. However we all Pakistani citizens wish for peace, and hope the world does not blame us for such political desires of our government.

 June 13th 2012

Music is an art that links different cultures and nations. One such artist was our very own, the legendary Ghazal singer Mehdi Hassan, who resides no more with us. His Ghazals transited across the Indo-Pakistani boundary. Pakistani singing culture is more inclined towards Classical, which is hugely appreciated and widely accepted in India. His demise is being regretted in both the countries. Surely we share a same taste for music with Indians.

June – August 2012






This period has been a timeline of rough incidents for us. While on one hand, we displayed a mark of sympathy on a global platform by releasing Surjeet Singh, a RAW agent after he spend 30 years in jail, escorting another similar act of mercy shown by India by releasing Dr. Khalil Chishty from Ajmer prison. On other hand, we also faced global dishonor and humiliation when Abu Jundal urf Zabiuddin Ansari named in 50 most wanted criminals sheltered in Pakistan", was caught and deported to Indian security forces. His involvement in the 2008 Mumbai attacks and subsequent events is a mark of international shame for us as he belonged to Pakistan.





On one hand the country faces a dearth of 5,733MWatts of power out of a total country requirement of 19,000MWatts, torturing the citizens with a common power cut of 20 hours a day. Since the Pakistani water supply depends upon wells and underground tanks fitted with electric motors to fetch water, entire families are troubled to cook and wash. Moreover I and my friends are unable to perform at school because of sleepless nights in blazing rooms. While on other hand there is no shortage of power in the hands of incapables. Convicted by the Supreme Court for not reopening the “graft cases”, against president Zardari, Yousaf Raja Gilani our Prime Minister has been vindicated a symbolic “30 seconds” sentence. He is declared ineligible for the membership of Parliament. However hot the time may fall on us and the politics may ruin the common public peace; we will continue to pay our reverence and admiration to Allah. By fasting as we did in the month of Ramadan, this July because Ramadan itself means scorching heat and fasting in this blistering hotness multiplies our showers of blessing.

August – October2012




Huge losses for Pakistan in this period. Balochistan, the largest Pakistani province, faced yet another outbreak of the deadly torrential rains. Submerged completely, around a million are rendered homeless while around 10,000 animals are reported to have been swept. Around 50,000 wheat sacks have been destroyed. However larger is our agony for not only the physical landscape is facing the odds, but the entire air in Pakistan is diffusing the rumors about the relationship of our smart foreign minister Mrs. Hina Rabbani Khar and nation’s first son Bilawal Bhutto. Such cheap rumors always add to the intricacies of public life however this one rose to such attention because of its global appeal. It also appeared as a full-fledged article in India Today, a leading news magazine of our worthy neighbor.

October-Nvember2012




October 6th experiences a drone attack in the Mianwali region from US forces against tentative presence of militant sanctuaries in the tribal regions. There is tension in the region. Sometimes such inefficiency from our side is aching. Why cannot we retaliate to a nation who is bombing our land for any security reason under the sun, but without our permission, by using their drones? Such paralyzed approach pains. When India and Pakistan decided to separate out from each other in 1947, they had in mind of a worthy and appreciable future for their upcoming generations. But now If I look towards India, I feel that despite of their governmental inefficiencies they are way ahead of us. Their citizens are satisfied, and are living without the everyday fears of bomb blasts, drone attacks or any Talib infiltration. While here in Pakistan, cricket veteran Imran Khan leads a rally representing the “Tehrik-e-Insaf” party, condemning the drone strike in Mianwali, in his fight for the seat of Prime Minister; Indians are racing China and USA in Space. They have transformed themselves beautifully from a diverse collection of linguistics to a modern and ideal living society, while our politicians boasts of equal military power and nuclear power, by being sycophant to China, grabbing sleeves of America, and sucking precious citizen’s blood.

Goodbye
Faisal

Probably the above Diary entries explain you the local grievances which form a very dangerous recipe, especially in a radical society where each group has its own interpretations of Islamic laws.





However 9th of October 2012 experienced a gun attack on a young smart Pakistani social activist working for education, Malala Yousafzai. Malala was 11, when in 2009 she started writing a diary for BBC, in which she expressed her days and the local atmosphere in Swat Valley region in western Waziristan region of Pakistan. She wrote under her pen name of “Gul Makai”, to avoid any unforeseen trouble. However soon the Swat Valley was taken over by Talib insurgents who destroyed around 402 schools in the region, to prevent the distribution of education. In her emotional blogs filled with her everlasting spirit to gain education, Malala refused to lay knees before the terror. She raised her voice for education over several forums. Her association with BBC provided her the initial launch. She started getting invitation as speaker on various platforms, TV shows, Reporters from international magazines and news portals, Political meetings. A 14 year old Pakistani girl, with excellent command on her voice, English and Urdu, was appreciated by the entire globe, when she was awarded with the National Youth Peace Prize. However she was shot in head by Talibs on October 9th, in broad daylight while returning from school. She was operated in Great Britain, and has been declared out of danger. United Nations General Secretory has declared the 10th of November to be celebrated as the Malala day, for the globe stand on her behalf. This incident has risen the Pakistani youth and general public with a great commotion since this was the first time an air of realization spread dictating the illegitimate presence of terror against education, awareness and freedom. Moreover an uproar for the rights of education that too specifically including “girls”, in a nation where, their potential realization is another massive issue, is a gorgeous development.

Pakistan as a whole has undergone a great deal of changes but in a haphazard manner. Perhaps one strong reason behind is the loose structure of sub-provinces in the west, and subsequent inability of the weak governments to protect it from Afghan infiltrations. Presence of radical groups in North coupled with a dearth of emergence of strong and ideal politicians with time, took the nation in to a ditch of illusion.

If youth such as Malala can fight in Swat Valley against Talibs, and can raise thousand more, who recite their motto “We are Malala”, then perhaps we can get many more Benazirs, Hinas, Nawazs, Imrans, and Iftikars. The glorious, magnificent and bravura civilization of Indus valley, which once boasted of being one of the earliest modern civilizations, today suffers with a failed economy and society. But a societal and Political change can lift the Meluhhan land to extreme heights. And the youth coupled with brave girls like Malala has proved this…


This is an experimental try from your sincere author to present the current story of Pakistan in a different style. The above mentioned diary entry is completely fictional. It is placed above to give the readers a deep insight of the mental state of a Pakistani citizen. It is based on news, TV interviews and common sentiments of Pakistani public gathered from different sources on internet. The Hyperlinks to specific words, names and phrases will direct you to their related articles on internet. They are just meant for brief references and deep study if anyone wishes so.

The following are the references for above…


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