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Weekend’s Post at ronin 2.0
My message to you all is of hope, courage and confidence. Let us mobilize all our resources in a systematic and organized way and tackle the grave issues that confront us with grim determination and discipline worthy of a great nation.” read more ‘here’
Few years ago I went to this party, it was one of those Bar b Que seasons when we karachiites lit fire in our basements, house roofs, gardens and try to roast something which tastes like rubber. Rubber? Well its meat originally but wanna be cooks like us end up with a dish which tastes like roasted rubber
Long story short, all the boys and girls were sitting around a born-fire trying to have some pseudo intellectual chit chat, a girl who was sitting besides me and to…………………..
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A man can fight anything but his luck. This phrase hold true for many and one of them is our friend Kashmir Singh. For those who haven’t heard the name before; this Indian national spend thirty five years of his life in a Pakistani prison behind the bars….
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Ronin V-2.0
Hello and Assalam alequm, this is your host and dost (pal) aMmAr. I was anticipating this moment so that I can reveal to you the big surprise I mentioned in my previous post. I give you;
I started blogging in my high school when blogging as a medium was not even there. Very few people owned their public domains, but I and another friend of mine started this high school journal and I named it “Shit Talkies”. Years after Shit Talkies I was introduced to wordpress and found you guys. The most special thing about ronin is you people, the readers of ronin.
Bloggers and readers from India, Iran, UK, USA and my motherland Pakistan come on this forum and express their point of views and we were able to form an unsigned bond which will keep us together for years to come, inshallah 🙂
Another achievement of Ronin was to shorten the gap between Indian and Pakistani bloggers. I want to thank Prerna, Aridhi Jain, Ankur Agarwal, Priyank, Amrita and others that have also through their blogs and words strengthen the message of peace. We Pakistanis are a very peace loving and hard working nation and I can say similar words for the Indians as well. I hope all the problems between the two countries can be resolved once and for all.
Last year was full of tragedies for Pakistan, the number of issues/problems my country is facing today are uncountable. But the youth of Pakistan through their blogs and words told the world that we are anything but terrorists. We are an educated and politically aware Pakistani youth that can differentiate between the right and wrong. God Bless Pakistan!
But unlike other countries Pakistani bloggers are facing an announce ban from PTA (Pakistan telecommunication Authority). Blogspot is banned again and there is a possibility that wordpress might go off net any day. So I had no choice but to go solo on my own domain.
The second reason was totally commercial, blogging has become the next best thing and will grow more. Plus with your own blog you can expand in terms of new, exciting and cool themes, plugins and widgets; that wordpress has to offer. I would like to take this opportunity to thank Asim my budd 😉 for talking sense into me 😛 and providing me with all the help I needed to make this possible. Thanx a lot man! I couldn’t have done this without ya.
I hope you will visit and enjoy ronin 2.0 as much as the first version. I had little or no time to put new posts. But I will try updating my blog more frequently inshallah. I would like to thank all of my regular readers 😉 and would be glad if you spread the word of this new blog.
Well I am one of the biggest haters of army in politics whether it’s my homeland or some other country. The concept of army capturing land and wealth from the other has never really impressed me. As a kid I was made to believe by my family that it is the safest and the best career in Pakistan. To their utter disappointment I never tried for the armed forces.
Now with so much of media exposure, everyone seems to be talking about politics everywhere. I like the line written on a wall in some old saddar’s restaurant “Siyasi Guftago say parhaiz kijiye” (Please do not discuss politics). This line took me to the past and I just look around for the things that are with us and that we take for granted. When someone oppresses and deliberately keeps our rights away from us, we do complain but when someone gives us our due right, we not only take it but we make huge victorious comment of how we achieved it though in reality we never make a single and honest attempt to struggle for it. So in short we complain and debate even more after getting our due right than we used to do when it wasn’t with us.
It is tough to defend someone who has done something for you especially when the trend is just opposite (in this case Criticizing Musharraf is more in fashion these days). The Government Muslim League has done little to support the man and he is often blamed of supporting them. President no matter how powerful we consider him in our society will still be an ordinary human. He can’t handle everything so he shouldn’t be blamed for everything. People like Wasi Zafar and Sher Afghan were born like that. Whatever they do is unjustifiably wrong to blame it on someone else. For that case I don’t even blame their mothers because they were made like that by God.
The media and press were pushed to the wall by former democrats and dictators. The newspapers were scrutinized and the news on PTV, we all remembers when they used to skip the firing and bombing incidents in Karachi. I researched on this about how many journalists actually tried starting a movement for the liberation of media or for that matter do their bit for educating people. The answer to my utter shock was not sweet. They have been cases where the journalists and papers have tried being supporters of a particular block and did what everyone in our society do at best. Sit, relax and count the money.
For that case I divide the two eras as pre and post Musharraf. How much an ordinary man knew about the politics and things around him in the pre era? Yes we used to talk about politics and issues but we used to make sure that this does not go out of our rooms. The liberation of media to me is the biggest gift to us by the dictator no matter how much you hate him. We certainly started feeling more responsible and educated. The door was open for a free debate for the first time in our life. The constitutions and the laws started being discussed on TV. I conclude this on that, today the politician that thinks that the people are stupid and uneducated is himself the most stupid person around. I thank the dictator for giving us our due right, the right to know and the right to speak.
Pakistan once again is the centre of the international interest for another political reason. And this time the reason is; the return of the Mummy. Yes I am talking about the mother of Pakistan Peoples Party and the daughter of the east Ms.Benazir Bhutto. Now you can go on and deny me when I say; there are few popular names run the political game in each country. Whether its India (who call themselves the biggest democratic country in the whole world), USA (who is a self appointed democracy sheriff) or Pakistan (who hardly saw glimpses of what they call a democratic system). Voters and masses in these countries still follow Bhutto, Gandhi (Nehru family) and Kennedy.
Congress party; the oldest political party in subcontinent is run by an Italian woman. Can’t they find a single leader in the population of 100 curores to lead them? I am sure the poor lady never or wanted to be in the situation she is now but what choice did she had. She has to pass the transaction period when either her son or daughter will take over the party. But the point is, that parties start their political struggle in the name of socialism, religion, freedom etc but after some time its realm that lead these so called democratic entities. They don’t even have a democratic process within their own party.
Having said that, I don’t want to take any credit from Ms. Bhutto, she leaded her party for 28 years. Been to jail, was whipped, face the tragic death of his father and untimely deaths of her younger brothers. If you look into her married life, half of that life Asif Zardari was behind bars for allegations that the establishment failed to prove. Even now when I am writing this post home town Karachi an announced national holiday millions of the Jiyaley (the name given to the PPP’s workers) are on the streets chanting her name and covered with red, black and green. The rest of the billions are gathered around the idiot box and watching her coming down from the airplane.
Without any shadow of doubt in Benazir’s popularity her sir name plays an important part. This fact is evident from the billboards hanging on Sharah-e-Faisal where Zulfi Bhutto’s picture is as prominent as his daughter’s.
But something is missing. The question is what!? The international and national media is here, the political workers are here but something is missing. She got Musharraf’s support, US support, ex nemesis MQM is also supporting them by keeping their mouths shut. So what is left? What was their when Imam Khoemeni returned or Zulifiqar Ali Bhutto revolutionized the Pakistani society in the late 60’s; Youth!!
Young men and women of any society not only comprise the majority of the population but also represents where the country is heading. Why the youth of Pakistan prefer staying home then coming on the streets to participate in the process which might help their country to change its course. Lack of leadership is the answer, we the Pakistani youth don’t lack patriotism or humanitarian germs. We all have seen the youth of Pakistan leading the aid process when earth quake hit the northern areas. Their efforts were undoubtedly commendable. Even now in traffic jams when there is no sign of hope or traffic sergeant. Young volunteers jumps in and make the flow possible.
The problem with today’s leadership is that either they don’t represent us or they fail to address our basic issues. Joblessness, corruption in the education department, you can’t get the job you deserve without a source or reference. The education board is one of the most corrupted departments in the country. Higher education is not only unaffordable for the middle and the lower middle class but the quality is also declining with time. There is no sense of security; every young graduate would prefer going abroad for further education and earning some decent living.
But I am still optimistic about our future and the role of our youth. Even now when given a chance, a cause worthy enough to fight for, a movement worthy enough to die for, a leader worthy enough to follow; you will again observe the youth of Pakistan leading and playing their vital role.
Eid-ul-Fitr aka. ‘Sweet Eid’
National Tragedy
Note: This post was also published in TPS.
The other day when I stopped my car on the signal I questioned myself;
What the hell I am doing?
Waiting for the green light; the voice in my head told me.
‘But why?’ I asked myself again.
Because it’s the rule! You have to stop on the red light, wait on the orange and move on when the green signal shows up. That’s the rule! But why am I following rules especially in the country where I live in. Why should I wait for the green light to show up, why should I wait in the queue for the bills, why should I follow any rules that are prescribed in the rule book at all?
Because you are a common man with little or no value and powers.
In the real world might is ultimately right. The rich and powerful get away with everything. Rules are there to create a fence between classes. So that when a VIP wants to move from one place to another in the busy traffic of Karachi city people like me should wait for their green signal under the scorching heat of the sun.
2007 is supposedly an election year for the country. But don’t we know the results? Gen. Musharraf will be the President in uniform. Ms. Bhutto probably the Prime Minister and the rest of the opportunists who call themselves politicians will get their share of the deal. Everything will be carried out right in front of the world and in the name of the national interest. I don’t know which nation they are referring to because this nation had never been involved in the decision making process and there are minute chances of this extra ordinary thing to take place in the near future. So in the end I will be fined for breaking the signal and the General will get away with breaking the constitution.
I have heard
There is a law of the jungle
I have heard when the lion has eaten his fill
He never attacks
He goes to lie under dense shady trees
And when the rough gusts
Shake branches of trees
The maynah leaving her own young
Covers the frail crow’s eggs
With her protective wings
I have heard
When any bird-young falls out of the nest
The entire jungle wakes to rescue
I have heard
When the weaver bird’s nest
Reflects on the lake
The silvery fishes adopt it as neighbour
And if a rough storm breaks the foot-bridge
Then on a wooden plank
Squirrel, snake, goat and cheetah walk in a file
I have heard
There is a law of the jungle
O God, All Powerful, All Seeing, All Wise,
In this city of mine
Proclaim a law, even
The law of the jungle
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