Today the future Pakistan is
question mark for every one. But there is single question which should I ask
first from my self before putting the question mark on the future of Pakistan.
who am I ? I am the youth of Pakistan. I am the soldier of Pakistan standing on
the borders of Pakistan. I am the pilot of Pakistan. I am the student of
Pakistan studying in various universities of Pakistan. I am the film and drama
star of Pakistan. I am the son of ministers of Pakistan. I am the son of Pak
Army General. I am the son of Prime minister and President of Pakistan and I am
son of that person who is taking money in his every day life through dishonest
way and ignore the rights of others. I can say I am the youth. Who has to see
after the future of Pakistan?
A question arises, if I am the future of Pakistan then why putting question mark
on my land future. I am putting question mark because I am useless person, I am
a person who has no right to live on this land and to suck in air on this land.
I am person who should be killed at once because I am nothing more then burden
on my land. Do u people know me? I am called the youth of Pakistan.
I am young soldier standing on the Pak Afghan borders and watching American
soldiers with helicopters entering into my land and killing my homeland men and
I am waiting for my General to order me. But I know his order. His order is to
stay calm and don’t show any response. See the youth of Pakistan watching their
fatherland men killed and having guns in their hands and don’t take any action.
I think my penalty is death in my heart. But first I should turn my gun on that
General who is saying to me to stay calm. I should fill that General chest with
bullets. Though the Pak Army will give me penalty of death but my inhabitants
will feel pride on me that I have killed one of the American slaves.
I am the young pilot of Pakistan. Who is swollen with pride on his cap in his
locality. But my proud ness touches the ground when I come to know that American
are entering my territory and killing my country fellows for whom ,I am trained
to save them. But now I am watching them being killed like animal but I can not
do anything. Because I am a slave of Pakistan Generals. Because I have not
accepted yet that I am the fighter of Pakistan. I am nothing more then a burden
on my land. I know my nation hate me. I have tears in my eye because I have no
courage to kill that General who is telling me to stay calm. I am nothing more
than coward.
I am the students of Pakistan studying in various universities. I read newspaper
everyday. And see what is happening to my land but I am calm and I don’t feel
shy by abusing my politicians and Americans. I go to sleep every night but I
first watch Hollywood or Indian movie. I sleep happily but I don’t think about
my sisters, brothers and elders who are still waiting to sleep. Why they are
waiting, they are waiting for me that I will think about them .I will give them
shelter and I will give them support. They are waiting for me that I will stand
for them and will stop our Government to stop killing them, they are waiting for
me that I will stand and will say my government to give punch to Afghans,
Indians and Americans. They are watching towards me with tears in their eyes, Do
you know, why they are watching me because they have expectations from me
because they know I am the youth of Pakistan and I will stand for them, But they
don’t know my reality ,I am a coward selfish youth who is running after his
career and don’t ever think about his land, I am running after my destiny but I
have forgotten that if I lost my land then I will also lost the medium through
which I am running after my destiny. Than I will have no destiny and land and I
will never called youth. I will be called throughout the history a slave and a
coward. Because I am unable to stand for my land.
I am the young hero and heroin of the film and drama. Today I am nothing more
then slave of money. I fallow the orders of my directors and producers, I act
while doing nothing more then copying other nation’s culture. I have no courage
to act in my culture, I have no courage to act as a true Pakistani, I have no
courage to show myself as hero while fighting for my countrymen, But I am only
the coward hero ,who is just fighting for his love.
I am the young son of my country minister, I saw him everyday coming to home
with smiley face. My mom tells me everyday about our banks account and I know my
father account is full of blood diamonds. And these blood diamonds are given to
him on the blood of my country fellows. I have no courage to kill my father
while entering into house. I have no courage to become an example for my other
country fellows. Do u know, who am I? I am the coward youth of Pakistan.
I am also the young son and daughter of Pakistan President and prime minister. I
saw him coming home and sleep happily and everyday making new plan, how to take
others government. But they don’t plan against terrorism. They don’t want to go
for its roots. They don’t want to give justice. But I am still watching them but
I have no courage to cut his throat.
I am the youth of Pakistan. But I still have control on my nerves. my history is
full of heroes like pilot. Rashid Minhas, how was aware of his death but he was
ready to give hug to death for his nation. Soldier Maqbool Hussain is one of us.
But today I have tears in my eyes because I am sleeping and my enemy is cutting
my roots. I need to wake up.
I will also request my leaders please give me single day as the life of lion. My
friends we need to pay the price for the worst situation of our land and we will
feel pride, if we pay the price on the cost of our life. My friends lets pledge
for dignity of Pakistan that we will work day and night honestly and will be
ready to give our lives for our land and will be ready to kill others for safety
of our land. Please wake up. Long live Pakistan.