It’s been 62 years since we gained independence. 62 very eventful years. We’ve seen the good, the bad, the ugly, the ugliest (with a mustache) and the super ugly (person with smoking video, wig, and the voice like a witch). We’ve seen good times, and we’ve seen bad times where we watch our country men blow up. And worse times where we are on the brink of being called a “failed state”. Yet most of us debate that “freedom” is a virtue that we all have and we should be thankful for the fact that at least we are “free”. I disagree with this debate. Who or what I am is a composition of the following points :-
1) I hate the system, I hate the people who make the system, and I hate the people who follow it saying “hayee system he kharab hei”.
2) I hate the people who run the Government, people who are part of a political party with the slogan “food : clothes : home” who spend a thousand dollars on one suit where people wear torn clothes running around waiting for the “change” promised to them.
3) I hate the fact that we so happily “celebrate” our freedom whereas we are still in the shackles of the very people we wanted to be free of. Star plus dramas… We are more concerned about prem getting married to rani than we are about how we should make the country better.
4) I hate the fact that every Government institution is as depleted as a rag house ( A visit to a “digital telephone exchange’ convinced me).
5) I want to make a change, I want to let people know that this is not the way to be. This is not the way to live. And this is not the way to do.
6) Everyone hates corruption. I hate people who vote for beings who are “less corrupt”.
7) I want people to know that they are looking in all the wrong places for freedom. Freedom comes to those who dare, not to those who stare ( at lands who are successful).
For those people who will read this and curse me for not being concerned about Pakistan and being a na shukra and a hypocrite….
I am more patriot than you will EVER be
Long live Pakistan, Long live the revolution…