Right now its 4:13 am, Tuesday, and Date is 26 of October … I am sitting idly infront of the itchy monitor screen and cursing my self under double impact feelings which are scratching my thoughts all over my brain and nerve, one of the feelings is that why I read the 11th June Column Page of a newspaper.. written by a famous journalist… who pointed out a very important misery of life that a poor man is facing destined deaths of his blood relatives, his children as they grow up to 12 and then keep dying because of some inherited disease he named it MUSCULAR DYSTROPHY… and the other thought which is endlessly stinging my veins and leading my blood to dryness and an end of hope, is just that why did I read that column so late.
Why I was like buried in the pile of useless work , and why I kept swimming in ocean of selfishness instead of walking in the garden of selflessness. I don’t know what to write this times these are true heartily feelings which are raising against the corrupt and incompetent system under which we are dwelling and keep laughing on text jokes, funny emails, cracking sarcasms on other like our colleagues, keep attending hotel parties whether DHABA hotels or the one which swallow our almost half of our salaries, we do not look back to help some one and if invite some one to do so with others assistance they call me “ COMMON TAKE A CHILL PILL” and the same thing if I am interested in supply of the same pill to reduce the ills of some one lives then I am a looser, backward, selfless, etc.. we are very happy being in war country yes we are very happy if our own city is much safer then others.. we are very religious when we pay zakkat and perform hajj and think ourselves that we are bestowed by the ticket of heaven ( JANNAH) now do whatever the heart say ( its like GOD needs our prayers or zakat money ? ) come on folks they are the Pillars of islam yes ! no doubt they are, but what about the remaining building of ISLAM .. we always are ready for JOB after graduation 1+ salary is our target and we do not see the one who can even survive the one day in this city of ROTI KAPRA MAKAN … even leave this here most of us when wonder all around the city holding their degrees and other paper in their hands and scratch their feet for the sake of JOBs And just on the day we enter our offices we forget our painful past and close the doors to other coming students we do not even ask for juniors if they need job or any counseling regarding their education and careers.. we are such help haters that if we know some one needs our help we try to ignore them havent we done Phd (Pure Help deaf ? cant we combine our half salaries for such help requiring issues like the man whose children are suffering from that disease or many other are waiting for us cant we ?????
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