Wednesday, June 27, 2007

My Post @ UPP

as far as i am comcerned this is a very fundamental but very neglected issue. it encompasses not only the nature of our national ideology, but with recent seperatists movements gathering momentum, we must as ourselves what, in this land of a multitude of languages, races, cultures really unites us? what really is a pakistani?
pure democracy failed….dictatorships failed….islamisation failed……now secularism is failing yet again…

this land is for islam….for those who say its not : i say well, we might as well become another province in india. because then we have defeated the purpose of our creation….what the hell were all that blood and sweat and tears wasted for….

my family is muhajir and my grandparents didnt leave everything behind just so their granchildren could say ‘ ooops - mistake! we dont really care about islam …its just a private belief system that has nothing to do with the country!’ OR ‘oops! these guys with the beards seem to know what theyre talking about! so lets leave religion and rule to them! who cares if they cant count beyond 100!

what i would like to see happen is an ‘enlightened islamisation’ the likes of which themodern world has yet to see. and pakistan is the best country to acheive this.

islamisation has failed under zia….and islam of the subcontinent has been mullahficated….pakistanis need to come to terms with the reality and decide if we want to truly understand and implement islam intelligently like the quaid envisioned…
we might as well start singing bande matram and waving the indian flag…

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

There she goes again.

That girl...

she can wrap me around her finger. Make me jump off a cliff. My head smashing orgasmically against the rock, brains spewing all over the surf. Ahhhh. I hate her and love her at the same time. I know her and shes a complete mystery to me at the same time. Just seeing her today made me lose my mind right now at the same time. Not in the 'flowers are pink and the sky is so blue' way. In the 'please take this guy to the pagal khana' way. Ill feel like this all night. Maybe the whole week. I play song after song, trying to find one that resonates with this parasite thats gnawing at the inside of my ribs. Sting gives some perspective. The shape of my heart. Map of Austrailia.

She has the ability to make me feel like the worst person on earth. That cant be a good sign for a lover. Can it? I feel like the pain in my chest is my fault. Is it? Like instead of breaking her heart i broke my own. Did i? But thats not nearly the worst thing.
Its this. What if theres really nothing. I dont feel anything for her. Its just this guilt im left with everytime i touch the air around her. She either loves me. In which case shit. Or she hates me. In which case faeces. Or she doesnt care. In which case doggy-style assfuck.
I honestly cant say which i prefer. Im so revolted of myself right now. Im not even sure thats a correct sentence. Cocaine. Thats a complete sentence. She dont lie she dont lie she dont lie cocaine.

Back to being busy at nothing tomorrow. Internshit. I coined that. Everyone on irc pm'd me. Congratulations they said. You are a linguist. Internshit is right. Ill go insane one day and strangle the two trolls i have to stare at all day. Fraandship. Thats another word for ya. Musti the master linguist. The Scientist. Thats another sentence.

Reply you bitch fucking reply or ill kill myself. The parasite sinks it teeth in deeper. That scene from Alien. I chuckle. Actually i dont. Now i do. Chuckle. Thats a complete sentence.

This is mabye the best shit ive ever written. Its beautiful. Profane, organic, disgusting, honest as fresh earth. That with worms in it. Behold my guts ladies and gentlemen. No armour. Naked as a newborn. 'She' must be so proud of herself right now. Behold my nude splendour my darling.

Sunday, June 3, 2007

My post @

Recently found this great site : found an article where the people went bonkers over the posts thread. It was about the lal masjid incident and the replies were really disturbing and revealing.
They were either too liberal....someone even ridiculed the fact that we are called 'Islamic' Republic and that this was a gimmick by the mily to appease the mullahs......or too 'holier than thou' typically mullah. I had something to say so i posted here and gave the link at the site.
I plan to artculate these thoughts better and with evidence to back up, but i think i manage to get the point through.

Decide for yourself :)

I decided to read the entire thread before i made my contribution and all the way down i oscillated left to right. My actual opinion shifted in the course of my reading.
At the bottom now i realise something. I am neither. And neither is Pakistan.
And neither for that matter is Islam.

(I abhor the phrase Moderate Muslim. It feels like a muslim who takes his deen 'moderately'. In other words, a hypocrite.
The thing about islam is : there are no two ways about it.
either ure in or youre out. BUT when ure in, theres the flexibility and ease...all that is asked is that you have conviction in your beliefs and the promise you make. )

I say this because we have to realise that the only thing that remotely hold the people of pakistan together as a whole is our religion. That even barely.

We have no common language. You go kilometers from any major city into a rural area ( the bulk of our population) and no one speaks urdu.

Nationalism and secularism have failed at least twice. Many would argue due to external sabotage, but i would say its more internal sabotage (fauj etc) or because our people are not cut out for secularism or socialism, the bulk of our society is too primitively structured.
Our cultures are as diverse and varied as the landscape, (which is all well and good, celebrate diversity etc.) but its seems to further divide us.

Every person you talk to if not asks, at least wonders about your caste and race. There is no such thing as a 'Pakistani' race. Most separatist groups are based on race.

The financial situation of our country mimics that of louis XIV's regime in France. The rich are getting richer and the poor are getting poorer. (Hegel sleeps soundly in his grave).

The only time that Pakistanis stand shoulder to shoulder any more is when theyre offering bajamat prayer. I have always loved juma prayer because of the way it forces labourer and ceo and general and student to rub shoulders and kneel in sajda alike. The pious 5 times a day namazis are joined by the 'not so pious'. People pull up their shalwars and jeans and then Allah o Akbar. Only the mosque has the power to do that. Even though religion is often what divides people. But the way it unifies them by cutting across race, caste, money, culture is more powerful. Only a common ideology can save us because only an ideology can seep through the complex power structures that have evolved in Pakistan (jagirdar, biradri, zamindar, warlord, etc).

And now. Incidents like this are destroying the unifying power of islam. Alienating the moderates and the mullahs, creating a new rift based on self righteousness, finger pointing and name calling.

I say these things because recently i realised with a shock how close pakistan has come to a civil war. Just imagine if imran khan had become hotheaded and gone to khi. His part member or worse, he wouldve been killed and then all hell wouldve broken loose. The country would split between the mullahs+pakhtoonistan seperatists and the army/liberals and parties like MQM. If we encounter such a situation then only the more extreme can win. Either the mullahs would be eradicated and theres no more islam, just another useless American colony. Or the liberals are eradicated and we are in the stone age like Afganistan.

Khuda ke wastay realise that Islam is neither. 'let there be no compulsion in religion' does not mean there is no accountability in matters of sharia law (public indecency, selling and consuming alcohol, zina) and that does not mean you prescribe an official 'mandatory length of facial hair' or 'standard blue female body hiding device' like the Taliban.

And realise that the only thing common about the people is the patch of land we share and our kalima. Islam in its true spirit (the central logical path not mullah, not secular) can be the answer.

Thursday, May 31, 2007

The price of 'catch 22' and swimming membership :

Whats this country come to! Rather, how far beyond rock bottom can we go ! :0

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

First Blog!

B'ism illah ar rahman ar rahim
"In the name of Allah most Beneficient Most Merciful!"
I have no idea how to use this. I have been awake all night and its almost noon.
Last night i realised something.
It has always been in my nature to observe and feel. To try to listen to meaning instead of sound. To try to see soul instead of colour.
I have always sought truth and knowledge, in fact, in belief, in everything. I wanted to be able to see truth and then show it to others. So, to this noble cause i have read voraciously from an early age, anything and everything i could get my hands on. I looked for books old and new, having faith that some wise man sometime, somewhere, must have preserved some measure of wisdom in them. I had hoped that the more i delved between the pages, the mist would steadily clear, and i would finally have some vision. That if someone would ask me of something, i would know. I speak not of facts like 'How does the eye work?' but of truths like 'What is it to see?'.
I discovered, to my increasing agony, that the more i searched for answers, the more questions i found. ('Why do we see?', 'What is it that we see?')
I had an adolescent fantasy, that i would enmass so much knowledge, truth and illumination, that one day, i would write a inspired book. I dreamt of a great book. Not a scripture, no. The kind of book that some day, someone like me, in his search for light, would stumble upon, and find some measure of truth therein.
This blog is, in a way, an obituary for that book. (lolz)
I have conceded that i will perhaps never reach such a state of intellectual purity, as to be able to write an entire volume.
But we all encounter truth in our lives, no matter how insignificant. Perhaps a Great Book cannot be written of that truth but that does not mean that it is unworthy to be shared.
I will try to share with you, in leiu of my Great Wealth of Knowledge, humble truths and thoughts that i happen upon.
I will at times venture to explain the role of Mango Milkshakes in the Grand Purpose of Existence and sceme of things. Because sometimes we find incredible, inexplicable illumination in things that make no sense at all.
Try to bear with me :( .
(please forgive the incredibly dry language, and the over dramatization....just lack of sleep :P )