Thursday, September 22, 2016

Narcissism aur Nagawar!

Following post is work of satire, done to support our too-overly-proud friends.. we love you!
In this land of pure, you wake up every morning to fight with your fellow countrymen. Kuin kay kahi koi aap ko easy naa lay ley(so that no one takes you for granted) . Your breakfast represent the type of aggression you are going to put up. The mogul in your flesh is gonna put the BBQ on coal to every irritation, as it is some gasoline to fire.  Mind you, we are lesser mortals bearing numerous allergies, many acquired off recent happenings. That means, you can make me laugh on a joke yesterday and offend me for no reason off same joke today. 
Bahi mein dushmandaar banda nahi hou… par har kisi ko meray say koi masla hai(Dude! I am not a someone to put up a fight but everyone seems to have a problem with me). So, is it me or is it you? Everyone out there is in pursuit of holding grudges and get hold of them as soon as possible. At times, I just wonder how can I save myself off such frequent fall from the nazar(grace). Its impossible even if you give up your so-called integrity and be an all out people appeaser. It’s a mine field and you have way too many legs to save.
Every human seems to be like playing God-like size ego. The ambition seems to fall short of eternity of mortality and incapacity to understand the futility of such prowess. Hence, come the rage and the sensitivity to the feeling of failure to derive off authentic praise and respect. Bahi khud bhi zaleel ho aur khuahish dosaro ko zaleel karwanay ki hai(Dude! you are already humiliated and are wishing to get others humiliated as well). So, when your lack of success gets yet another recognition by you, its lunch time. Now, you can eat up your depression, with some oily curry emulsified with herbs and spiced with reality. 
By this time your job timing is off or your classes have ended, or whatever. You, pick up your battered self and look for some consolidation prize but alas, karki pari howi hai(poverty has struck now), times are hard, you are all on your own. 
So now you head home, reflecting on the day's debacles and fall-outs. Sit somewhere that gives you the nostalgic feel. Take a cup of brewed coffee or decocted green tea or milk tea, add some sugar, as per required. Do some self-talk. Make the punctured-flat ego, fat again!
If this is not enough for the narcissism of the day, call a close friend of yours and uss ki ahtema rool dou(shake the hell out of their spirit) by complaining about the 'nothings'. Make them embrace the world from your eye to the point kay uss ko bhi aap ki aaj ki dunya nagawar duzray(even to that person your today's world seem pervasively noxious). 
At last, when you are satisfied with sharing the burns with your society, go to sleep. Wake up to a new morning with the same ambition, belief and ego! The inferior world awaits you! Good luck!
P.s. If the world does not live up to your expectation, then remember this title of an old Pakistani film.. 'very good duniya(earth) very bad loag(people)' make it a tagline of you life... because its not you, its them.

Thursday, September 15, 2016

Honour aur Himakat

A girl who is a daughter, is hope of a family, is the fight of decades, time can be the only historian who can tell what struggles culminate over the period of several years. If you are not in-lined with the lives of the common man you have to understand, life is a strange and bittersweet roller-coaster ride. In there, you shall find, the space for a whirl pool that is constantly in motion, in an abstract way, its the balance of given space. It is this, the girl.
As children of this society, we look up to our elders for wisdom. And because of this, nothing shakes our confidence in them than the very absence of that wisdom.
We had an academy award winning director covering the topic of honour killings and shedding a much needed light in to its roots. Laws have been generated through brainstorming. High profile celebrities have been victims of this. Yet, it fails to end its streak.
I may be an educated person, to know whats wrong. Else, if too educated, would have quoted Descartes, and emphasized to comply with the norms of society. But, may be I am too educated to be indifferent to either side. So, nor do I believe in honour neither in love, but all I believe in, is sanctity of life. I believe in peace knowing that this world is build on chaos and has been in it for ages.
Thank goodness, this media of our does not represent our society, which is hideous as it already is. Intolerance, undetected, has settled down in our rows, and will grow ever stronger world wide if the trends are to be believed. The sickness will grow ever so strong and the ways of man will change for the worse. The only real enemy here, is our 'ego'. Ironically, it is core of the current versions of love and honour.
The truth is that these are nothing but himakat and nothing else.
Society is already too decomposed and the macabre reality partakes it down the drain.
P.s. To start curing this disease, a mass psychiatric evaluation is needed. This will lead to diagnosis and then... only then... we can look for submission of its exact cure from the experts!

Muzaffarabad aur manzar!

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