Lets co exist!

How can we keep an innocent man locked up in the prison for 22 years, not knowing nor realizing that he hasn’t committed any crime? Imagine how much of unfairness this world has seen, how many times man has hurt another man so bad, that even the sky witnessing all this taking place, couldn’t even shed a single tear. It embarrasses me to be a part of the human race at times, and that’s mostly, but had I not been a member of the human kind, most probably I might have been eaten by another man.
I don’t know what it is, but there is something there, you can hear it breathing down your nostrils but you just can’t seem to see it… but that doesn’t mean it does not exist.

Pity, sympathy, love, care, affection, what ever that you may try to give, somehow pain is what one usually gets in return, as if man kind was bound to be unthankful, and that’s why the Prophets got sent, to teach human beings the difference between unfair and the just and to keep reminding us how unforgetful and unthankful we are as a race.
It’s a strange world we live in, I tell you this, so twisted that roots of a thousand year old tree would seem normal. And yet we live, and survive and thrive and die within the boundaries of the same trilthillion year old world of coexistence, without even realizing that we exist because of each others reflection.

The reason is simple; we need to see here and there at the same time, that’s why the sky was given to us as an open window, from where we can observe or pass through, transit the feelings of co existence and the beyond. To be able to feel it travel through our bones, so that once when you have died and gone, life out there won’t seem like a shock, but instead you should be feeling like what you feel when you arrive at a new airport in a new city.

Within the same old bithillion sub universal never ending co existence, You land, you transit by going through the required procedures and once cleared, you walk out through the door in to a brand new place…

Why are young Pakistanis leaving Pakistan?

I guess the answer can be as simple as it can get. If you stop once in a while and just stand back and look at how and where these people are crazily running to... is mind blowing! I think that if any one of us, comes into the ways of each other be it on the road, at work, while helping others or while killing someone else out of extreme anger and mad blindness, at times life here can be pretty unusual. An easy example can be to observe while you are driving.
I cant help but to mention the hate you can see in the eyes of the driver next to you as he pumps his horn or dippers his headlights screaming at you to get out of his way, as if dad had left all the screwed up roads of this beautifully divided country, on his name before the partition.
What can a young man, full of dreams, energy and passion, do in such a place? Some of them have even tried a million times to stay back and do something here, at least that’s what most of the young Pakistanis want and ask for deep down inside, but once they see everyone leaving all around especially now when the ads in the papers make it very easy for them to try and gather some money by asking or getting from wherever they can, they do manage to bail out.
Ironically, the broadcast sector is on a burst in Pakistan and its funny that majority of the TV Networks are saying that there is hardly any talent to find. Producers, Directors, Cameramen, Creative directors, are all being called in from various parts of the world, besides Pakistan. The sad part is that there are still talented people existing who are trendsetters of this desert, yet oblivious to the eyes of the world.

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