Ball aur Bablo

11 May aka the judge’s day out with election commission, which had millions of young women and men trying to determine the direction of PTI in domestic policies to ensure their family’s rich survival and years as burgers. Either Imran Khan or Nawaz Sharif, whoever wins the much anticipated friendly match for the given day till this government remains.
With average age of marriage for men rising to 29 – making a more desperate edition of the lovelorns  and women to 23 – making a more desperate edition of not-so-impressed. One of the major factors contributing to this, including greater pressure for keeping up with your mother’s wish and near completion of degree in Zalalaat(Hons).

Now over 20 million of reckless are torchbearers to strengthen the institution of marriage and foremost, family…. aur bablo! Government that forms this summer has to envision this snow ball that’s going to come on, along with bablo(s)!

The first six points that a sincere-to-youth government has to look at are these:

1.      Income

There is nothing more important for a young aspiring couple than a stable source of income. Now government should either create 10 million jobs in next 2 to 3 years or facilitate small businesses improvised by these young men and women that can not only empower them but also strengthen economy and create further jobs. Because paisay ho gaye to bablo is gonna land on earth ji! waisay to bablo bagair paisay kay bhi aah jata hai, par uss say masla bara hota hai!

2.       Health

Facilities in hospital should be improved on emergency bases. The latest diagnostic technology should be ensured in every hospital that should be provide free of cost diagnostic tests. Quality child birth facility should be ensured in every government hospital to not only save the life of the child but also the mother. Warna bablo ki aaj ki sehat ka kal qoum ki sehat par bora asar paray ga!

3.       Education for Children

Major Concern for any young couple is education of their children. Education, as we all know, is very expensive even at the level of toddlers. This is a financial pressure that is not justified for a family that is trying to hold its ground in the starting. So, free and quality education in government schools should not only be ensured with highest possible education budget but steps should also be taken to have one system of education placed in entire country to eliminate the current existing classes of education(rich to poor). Because bablo private schoolou mein iss blog kay writer ki tarha kharab ho jaye ga!

4.       Brainstorming

Like America, Pakistan should not have an ‘slightly spoiled American Dream’, where the young is focusing on the luxurious life. We are not a developed country and excessive expenditure on luxury items is simply going to add burden to list of bills. Nation building should involve brainstorming of the sort in which a simple and articulate life style is promoted. This will not only give raise to a happy family but a happier community. Because bablo is not to be brought up like a Barbie but like a dexterous brainiac!

5.       Food

Pakistan is an agricultural economy but nonetheless here is where the government should implement lower taxation as well. The lowering of food prices is necessary for developing a healthier generation. Malnutrition is a key challenge, and this should be dealt on priority basis. Protein food should get maximum subsidies. Kiun kay bablo khaaye ga nahi tou bara kaisay hoga!?!!

6.       Shelter

Real estate is forecasted to boom in this country. But the rising prices are only going to add up as a pain for millions dreaming to attain a cover for ones’ own family. Now either government could repeat the affordable flat scheme that was once launched in 90s in Islamabad or control the cost of real estate. Government should work on rent control and facilitating lower and middle income housing, before its too late! Par iss ka bablo say koi tahloq nahi!!

At the end let me remind my government of section 35 of the constitution of Pakistan – ‘the state shall protect the marriage, the family, the mother and the child.’

P.S. BABLO ZINDABAD!! :D

kids aur khaandan

Warning: the following blog post is a public awareness message!
even in one's wildest dreams, one is least probable to dream a 5 year old running a bull cart!
i saw that happen!! and i was not in spain or mexico... but in the very own, city of the saints situated in the land of the pure.
kids in this city are truly gifted with exceptional super powers. they can make you smile, cry and super angry! all at the same time. with gross sledges, cunning statements and innocent eyes, these agents of mankind's survival are the best of their kidkind.
we do think at times that its hard to handle kids, least i do, but at the same time having kids in your family is a sign of continuity of race, caste and creed, making it worth the effort. In long run, though, leading to the formation of cults and prejudice for each one e.g. arain, jatt, gujjar, rajput, awan etc, each with the weirdest mode of khandaani bonding.
but kids are what you transfer to them in terms of manners and attitude, in terms of education and grooming, not just genes.
living in a stressful society where the fertility rate is falling down like stocks of peace in international wartime stock-exchange, one has to look beyond the conventional beliefs. married couples without a child, should adopt underprivileged and orphan kids who can equally be the true agents of happiness. these kids have more radiating happy genes in them then those who trouble their marriage on the bases of fertility and not to speak the gender of kid as well. the time has come that the society balances its act and embraces life! Welcome to the modern world!

Darts aur dhaakay

Now the fact of the matter is – in your final year of undergrad in university, you are burned out, drained and have absolute no taste of fun. The only thing that nearly qualifies as fun is a free lecture!

After getting done with the weeks routine of restlorn days I embarked on a hangout with similarly worn out   traveler from a far away land. We started off with intellect drown journey in the city of saints. But was not far from its inevitable end. The intellect nowadays is not in fashion here.

We entered in a pizza restaurant in prospectively MM Alam road of this city. We look around and try finding a peaceful corner to continue a critical dilemma. When we found a seemingly deserted end. We settled down. Viola! Right when he placed his laptop on the table, we hear that the far end of the section is occupied by teenagers!

And right after that disappointment, we are further disturbed by the receptionist in a 'you-londas-get out- of- here' manner! Now what the heck went wrong. No reservation sign. No intimation to us when we entered that site. And how rude!

The traveler got agitated and refused to leave his ground!

The next we know. The manager of this reputed chain of restaurants arrives and offers a much due apology and clarifies that the birthday party is not be crashed by even decent bloke! Because the teenagers are what happens to be – ‘females’ and we are in the city of saints!

Thankyou but no thank you. We get off and settle in a more culturally acceptable location to have a go at darts and try to hit the bull’s eye.

Dhaakay dey kar nikalata hai yeh muvashra intellects ko!!

-this society  kicks intellects out of it- and with pleasure . 

There are things that have not changed even after so much of development in the town...

Lustful aur Lota

So apparently 20 year old lads want to know the girl’s name, 25 year old guys want to know who is her dad and 30 year old men want to know the mother-in-law… and the 45 year old uncles…. Well they just want attention!

While we live with an America, where good for nothing self-hired money boosters for the rich called hedge fund managers make billions, and, a Harvard economics Professor with a Nobel Prize, does not even make a 0.0001% of that!

While that happens there…. In Pakistan, apparently every open ended joke among lads ends with a metaphorical sausage revelation. And to the better end of that you never get to have an intellectual discussion with your mates. Shortcomings of locker-room talks!

We live in a dog eat dog world, and that’s why if your pedigree is top class and your ken is world class. You land as a better dog. To know whose who and whats what, your mamas chachas will take care of it. As for making it to the next level, you would have a bull dog reference to get the job. Competence comes second and connections come first, when you have a gold strap around the neck.

This Summer’s bye elections in NA-151 sort of depicted the real picture of democracy. Not that its too profound in this town but does not fail to represent its people. An election that was contested among ten candidates for the national assembly seat, the result was bitter sweet. 

While we are left flabbergasted … people who are more important – the Politicians, they are having fun. One year ago there was a surge of working politician to desert their own parties to ally themselves with a new immerging  Imran Khan. But this seemingly, revolutionary moral type casted tsunami tends to tide back to its cradle.

Imran Khan has become a nuisance for the PMLs and PPP. The ‘jiyaalas’ who previously were hell bent on sticking to their wings, right or left, as case may be, had been stuck in their party for no good. Previously if they were dictated and ignored in parent party, leaving them to be assembly back-benchers, retired politicians or outcast workers, PTI gave them a common ground to slightly bend their principles. Neither would they be a peoplaah nor would be ranted as leaguey, in so and so.

Finally!! now they can get a place of their significance. But not in PTI but the parent party! Well what happening is that now the Sharifs, Chaudaries and Zardaris are ‘compromising’ with them and requesting them for a comeback at the eve of the elections. Thus, leading to a desertion campaign within PTI.

Kiun kay subah ka bhula shaam ko wapis ah jaye tou ussay bhula nahi kehtay

Aur yeh..

Kiun kay lota humeysha lota hi rehta hai!!

Waisay... None of the leading Politicians from the City of Saints aur uss kay muzafaat say, seem left out of the race! Keeping it real, making us PROUD :D -pun intended-

Fruit aur Falsafa

Dear readers, its been a long time. Real long time.

Well to justify I would say this… it was my testing of the year.

Usually I tend to have a different style of explaining things, but this time I shall share an inspiring story(specially in the current phase of examination). A very different way of how other living being make lemonade out of the lemons they get!

I came to know of a specter that nature holds. The instinct that the Lord has instilled the living cells. To grow and survive.

As many of the inhabitants of the city of saints must know, mangoes don’t grow overnight. Even if you buy a new born orchard, still it would take 5 to 7 years to make something for itself.

But here is a story that metaphorically tells us more about the world than anything.

Narrated in the words of a wise and content man…

‘you know sir, when a man is ill, he knows if hes going to recover or hes going to die. He can weigh his resolve and passion for life in balance. If the external forces to fight against, and the illness within hallows you up. You know its time!’

‘but yesterday I saw it in a mango plant. It was merely of the height of your knee. While being deprived off from water and fertilizer, the plant was weak. And from where I saw, the plant knew it was dying.

Though, there was something unusual. I was holding a mango!

A tree trice its size wont hold a mango, sir. But it did. Do you know why?

Well here is the thing. When the plant knew that its growth is not possible anymore in the given resource, it came under stress. The only thing that was left for it was…. survival. The will that the lord has us all have. That last and the only fruit of that plant was its only try for the survival of its race!’

And that, my friends, is the ultimate raw fruit of falsafa(philosophy).