We must accept finite disappointment, but we must never lose infinite hope.
-Martin Luther King, Jr
Viewing the live Presidential Speech transmission on the TV, I kept asking myself “When will this madness end?” God heard my agonistic longing, and all came to an end with the third ‘scheduled’, in fact self assessed, power outage of the day.
Bust seriously, is there any end? Or will the people keep getting themselves scoffed by a leader or a government which is not really they preferred or can trust.
To start with, I must commend the stake holders who ran the selection campaign of the most powerful man in the country almost ‘single handedly’. The victory of the party was in effect someone’s personal victory. That various heavy weights of the party felt like nine pins during this selection thus proving more than what my words can say.
I hope in saying this I have not offended anybody in any way because I also happen to be an offshoot of this so called democratic ‘freedom of speech’ bandwagon.
For almost all of this year, we have seen them cry themselves hoarse about improving the quality of life and terms of Judicial contracts to revolutionize the social order. In this way, we have hoped that things will altogether be right for the people of this country. However, before anyone gets down to do something for the people, I am sure they would want to know who, where and how those people are.
We are the people who are in a constant sense of loss and uncertainty; let it be our lives, properties, our future or our country. We are the weathered people who stand in miles long queues, let it be for food or else, not knowing if it will be fruitful at the end of it or not. We dream, we dare, we fight and we loose. This has been our course for the past sixty-some years. But we never stop hoping and we never give up.
We are the countrymen who are exhausted of watching recurring talk shows, fumbling compares and ill-informed experts of the trepid constitution with such an enormous frequency. Not only these discussions are trite but the appeal part has gone down steeply, as the experts tell us nothing that we don’t know or cannot judge on our own selves. Sorry, but its common sense.
Will the history repeat itself? I dread and hope not. But to all who have our fate (and some faith) in governing the country, I advise them to keep in mind the Italian proverb: One who builds on the mob, builds on sand.
I say this not with malice or to smear any propaganda that may let lose as major adversary, but with a feeling of sadness and a silent prayer that they will, by their future acts, shake off the inglorious past, while serving the poor people of this country with a new verve.
Nevertheless, we the infinitely hopeless nation, congratulate and look forward to the government that is far more powerful than of its predecessors. Yet another chance for serving a full and most powerful term of them all, let’s see how much they ‘bag in’ this time. Pakistan Zindabad! 🙂
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