At times i wish i would have nothing to do with this country, and we are not trees that we’d be rooted to a piece of blood soaked land. We are just humans, only a few of us still alive in this blood thirsty piece of land, for how long, may be we will bring hope, or maybe we will also abandon this land of pure. Pure, so pure that no human can live to the standards of its purity, inhumanely pure, the brilliants of the all brilliant white, whiter than any shroud, and the green the greenest any grass or plant can achieve, the unachievable standard of purity ….
Sometimes i wish i wouldn’t have the ability to read between the lines, so i would see a silver lining around every single cloud and could dream of rainbows.
what most people confuse with sophistication here in Pakistan is actually a veiled snobbery and part of the old colonialism. Its a deep rooted behaviour they had brought with them centuries ago when they came and invaded us, which corrupting our core cultural values.
It is sad to observe when some artists, activists and even some writers, wear that distinct behavioural attitude, of being politely rude. Its like building an invisible wall around you, which keeps the common at pace while giving you the freedom and liberty to float freely in a bubble, lifting you a bit above the ground, slightly bit higher than the commons, so you remain in all your elements, while displaying love and affection to the people bellow you, as if they are an animal caged, and then loved and adored, while the iron bars are keeping them restrained in a tight sphere, of which they maybe even be aware of but its so vague they often forget and fail to even notice it.
“ Rape for Religion/ JUSTICE FOR SAHAR BATOOL.
First time I am writing in this forum to bring your attention towards a covered incident.
I am women/human rights activist
In our region it is very common news like acid throwing, domestic violence, sexual harassment and target killings etc. you all may heard many news from various different corners about child rape.
The purpose of incident I am sharing is about 6 years old Sahar ,who belongs from shia hazara community ,father was peon in army ,they reside in FC colony quetta, few day before when parents found her missing from home, soon they inform police, after investigation her dead body was dumped near a trash, and her neighbor a clergy (mullah)pesh imam of some mosque confessed that he did all with sahar due to hatred against shias , first he raped ,broke her limbs,hanged her with rope thn slaughtered.
Dead body found from a trash just a yard few feet away from mullahs house.
The apathy of civil society and human rights can also be seen in this case, maybe because the victim family is very poor and can not approach anyone or they belong from shia/hazara community.whats the sin of Sahar Batool???after rape of kafirs the clergy will be in heaven with 72 hoors ??
In this scenario the crime counts for child abuse or sectarian violence ?and its quite tragic even its not in the news
The efforts should be taken by media and judiciary group to bring the perpetrators in conviction.
(an email by Huma Fouladi) ”
If its proper, its not art.
Yes, i may be a nudist, but at least i am not vulgar, i am not one of them ( men ) who ogle at women, who strip them in their heads the moment they set their gaze at her, reducing her to an object, an object to quench their sexual urge, voiding them of all respect that they say they have for her. I am anything but at least not a hypocrite who would go out of their marital commitments to sleep and fondle with other women, while telling their own wife to bloody stay home and work and see no other man other than them, and if she does as much as sets her foot out without their will, they beat a her or even take her life, all in the the name of honour. Honour which is in respect and is killed with the women the moment she is killed in its name.
I am far better than those men, living under a cloak of being pious and decent while the vermin of vulgarity has rotten their heart and soul reducing it into a smelly bile which oozes out of their every pore .
I am proud that i may be undressed completely but i yet can reach nowhere, even near the height of the vulgarity achieved by all these dressed pious men.
Blood is thicker than water, No wonder it refuses to flow, and clots so quickly. I like water better, i flows to take shape of any vessel, any number of times, without showing any resistance, it takes the color of its surroundings it makes the path on which it flows greener. its more beautiful, more lively, more full of energy, more full of life more pure in all its aspects, while the blood is stagnant unless its in your own body, its more still more selfish, indeed much thicker than water.