You know I started off my post for slamming Safriz but then I came across this kid's posts. I'm sorry but this is getting so hopelessly depressing that I can't even explain. I understand his anger. However, that anger did show his allegiances quite clearly. This is the core problem of Pakistan, not the WOT, not the politicians, not the load shedding, nothing but this. None of us is true to this country. There was a time when I hoped for a better future for this country through a more educated collective conscience based on collective self interest, for God knows that we will never be true to this country for the love of it. I thought that facing hardship after hardship we would realize our follies and turn for the better. I don't see it happening anymore. I want to meet those people who raise their children first as Pukhtoons, Punjabis, Sindhis, Baloch, etc and then as Pakistanis, if at all. I want to see how despicable and dead a human can be. These thankless imbeciles whine for never having ever gotten anything from this country when they themselves have never given anything to it and/or are the ones who have actually destroyed it. Our mentalities are so insanely obtuse that its hard to differentiate us from mentally handicapped sheep. For God's sake, animals exhibit more sense. We are the sorriest lot on the planet and we still take pride in what got us here. And no one is even willing to listen. This hoard of people does not deserve this country and this country never deserved this hoard of people.
The ethnic issue today is a major problem. I love Pashtuns but I don't need to hate anyone to reinforce my identity or wannabe identity. Its a sad state of affairs and I get depressed too sometimes. But we can beat this if we understand how to do it. These things thrive on the
victim syndrome, self-gratification, shifting blame, evasion and propaganda. I coined the 5 things that define an ethno-fascist in my research for an ethnic paper.
We can easily beat this by not being drawn in when someone attacks people for their ethnicity. Your post is great because you didn't insult any ethnic group. Ghilzai is new and FATIAN's as I know for research on my book are highly emotional. He was probably more hurt than anything when told FATA should not have belonged there. Even I am hurt because I am attached to the people due to my book, have seen the biases against Pashtuns in Karachi. It is an issue when a person does not feel pain when his fellow brothers ethnicity is attacked. I challenged this and despite my family, relatives considering themselves muhajirs I broke the chains and stood apart.
We can break the chains of ethnicity if we wish. I wrote this when I was frustrated with the muhajir chauvinism and MQM support I saw around me. At that time I did not know where it would lead and was not a Pashtun by choice, now I am.
Phool watan key
Ik din, jab mai jaaga tha, bari gehree neend sey...
Mainay dekhay, har rang key, char phool watan key...
The Sindhi, the Balochi, the Punjabi, the Pathan...
Chamakdaar, aur behad, Khushrang the yeh phool...
jaisey neeley, aasman pey, chayi ho dhanak...
Pukar, rahay the mujhko, charon phool... charon phool...
Keh rahey, the mujhsey... tum bhi hum mein sey ek...
Mil ke, hum chamkey gey, roshni ki tarah...
In haseen, rangon sey...Kaamil kardo hamein...
Par bharna jab, mainay chaha... unki ore... unki ore...
Mujhko, rokti/bandti thi, zaat ki rassiyan
Zimeydaar par iska, na tha Pathan, na Sindhi...
Mai hi tha, jisney banda tha, apnahi mustaqbil ...
Naam tha, in rassiyon, pey Muttahida Qawmi Mahaz...
Par mainay jab, kaha insey, ke jaag gaya hoon mai...
Chor do, tum mujhko, mai hoon phool watan ka,
Phool, ubhartay hai, doosrey phoolon key hi sang...
Par meri hi, rassiyon ney, mujhey ghulam bana liya...
Laga di mohar, Mohajir ki, meri bareek shaakh pey...
Phir ki, mainay Koshish, faraar honey ki...
Magar, woh rassiyan, lehraney lagi...
ban, gayin yeh rassiyan, dehshat-angez saamp...
Jakar liya, mujhey aisay, jaisay hoon mai shikaar...
Mainay dehshat sey, uski nazron sey, jab milayeee nazar...
Baray ghussey sey, bari magroori sey, usney mujhsey kaha...
Mai Altaf hoon, muhafiz hoon main wahid, iss qawm ka...
Mainay himmat ki, ussey kaha, phir chor do mujhey...
Watan hai yeh, mera hi, gehwara meri zindagi/azaadi ka...
Alag na karo... mujhsey tum... merey in phulon ko...
Par usney, mujhey jakar liya, jaisay mujhmey jaan hi nahi/na ho...
Qaid, kar ke rakh liya, uss zalim Altaf ney/uss zalim saamp ney...
Weerani, chaa gayi jaisay, udhasi ki leher...
Akeley mein, sochta tha, yeh mainay kya kiya...
Mainay nafrat, ko farogh diya, phoolon sey juda huwa...
Mushkil waqt mein, saath na diya, apney phoolon ka...
Phoolon, key beech hai, ek bandhan bara haseen...
Waisay hi, jaisay naslon mein, hai rishta yeh haseen...
Jaisay phoolon ko, hai zarurat, ek dujey ki hamesha...
Bulkul hi, waisay hi, naslon ko hai hay yeh zarurat...
Per mainay, apney hathon sey, apna jahan jala diya...
Di, thi mainay, apney aap ko hi saza...
Azeem uss, rishtey ko, humney ek pal mein mita diya...
Janam, hai diya humne, saamp/zehreeley saampon/Altaf ko yahan...
Par is, mayusi mein, mainay yaad kiyay...
mere khawb, mere sapney, mera guzra huwa kal...
Kaisay, khoon paseeney sey, banaya tha Pakistan...
Croron, ki qurbani, dey key paya Pakistan...
Ab gar, hum bat gayey, to na rahay ga yeh watan...
Mainay, hosla kiya, seena taan liya...
Mita di, mainay woh mohor, Muhajir key naam ki/shaakh say...
Rakh liya, mainay naam apna, Pakistan...
Chaa gaya, ek dam sey, azeem ujala...
aisi, roshni chayi, kar sakti thi, woh sharminda,
suraj ko bhi, chand ko bhi
Aisi, chamakdar, khuda daad thi,
Main uski, roshni mein, shagufta ho gaya...
Ek hawa chayi, mujhey bahoon mey, ley kar woh chal pari...
Puhcha diya, mujhey bagh mein, khiltay hai jahan 200 phool...
insey, mil key, banaun ga mai Pakistan...
Khiley ga, is watan mein, har rang ka phool...
Sindhi, Balochi, Punjabi , Pathan... kahlayen gey yahan, Pakistan...
Har phool, hoga azad, na hongi nafratein...
Apni, ghalti sey, mainay seekha hai yehi...
Apney, phoolon mein, tafreek nahin hoti...
Zameen meri, aati hai, sab sey pehley...
Pakistan, hai toh hum hain, warna hum kuch bhi nahi...