Chapter 27.The Orphans of a dead state
The Defeat of whatever remained of Pakistan drew people like Majid ali to the Brink they hated the Afwaj to bits now
Those bloody Kaki clad generals and their lackeys had destroyed whatever had been left
Now the Bloody Kafirs controlled from Katmandu to attack to them this was qaymaqam the end of the world
The faujis had ruined it for them as far as they were concerned they the civis knew how to deal with ` the Bloody indians they had to be made complacent and at ease and then slowly trap their girls it would be a long one but a sweet one at that
But now all is gone and done for but in a way thought Majid they had it coming for them
As they saw their world crash and burn around them, death staring in their face and all their lies and half-truths and half bakes ripped away by the cruel fate... he thought back to what an Indian once jeeringly told him
“Remember Mr Majid “if the fruit falls it will not fall far from the tree”
How true it turned out to be they were warned but no they rushed head long in to it
Now the very Love trap that their boys used to prey on kaffir girls was now reversed
The Phenomena of Pakistani girls marrying Hindu and other so called dharma’s were on the rise
The fear, the anger, the hatred, despondency named away at the “Pakistani society “
but this further split the already splintered society to even more slowly the vast majority of them adopted India and Became part of the Nation that was their Motherland
A strange case was that of the Khanzada Rajput’s of Shindu and the newly integrated districts of Thar parka
that did gahar wapsi en mass but the die hards of Pakistan screamed on every pal put they could find that Pakistan is a free country
But no one would hear them such is the fate of an artificial nation based on half-truths and half bakes and glorification of alien Invaders
Further salt was added to the Pakistani wounds when the Indian Government changed the names of cities like Peshawar to Purushapuram and Lahore to loharpur
But the major prick came when Fisalabad was renamed back to Lyallpur there was what was seen by the Pakistanis as a De paksitanization of their former homeland
The Pain and faustraion of the last Pakistani generation found litarty form when Pervez ali Lahori one of the last members of the Poets of Pakistan lameted
In a poem that was titled
میرا گھر پاکستان
میرے پاس ایک بار گھر تھا
وسیع اور وسیع
یہ خریدا گیا تھا
بہت بڑا خطرہ اور خون کے ساتھ
اسے پاکستان کہا گیا تھا
یہ حیرت انگیز طور پر شروع ہوا
لیکن آج ہم نے اسے کھو دیا ہے
بھائیوں اور قرضوں کے لئے شارک
پرانے
یہ کس طرح بے چینی ہے یہ نہیں
میں نے اپنا گھر کھو دیا ہے
اور میرا دشمن خوش ہے
کہ وہ اس کا حصہ بن گیا ہے
پیچھے
اکھند باراتھ وہ کہتے ہیں
لیکن جب تک میں نے سانس لینے سے انکار نہیں کیا
یہ پاکستان ہو گا
ہمیشہ کے لئے اور زیادہ
My home Pakistan
i once had a home
vast and expansive
it was bought
with great toil and blood
it was called pakistan
it started out wonderfully
but today we have lost it
To brutes and Loan sharks
of old
how is the irony is it not
that I have lost my home
and my enemy is happy
that he has got a part of his
back
Akahand barath they call it
but to me till my deying breath
it will be Pakistan
for ever and ever more
but the best view of the delusional pshyco narcosis that had gripped pakstan was the Bombastic that only a deranged socity like Pakistan would belive
as the Government shut down PTV and other Privet Pakistani channels the Hawks like the son of Hamid zed and ali leaker shod were booted and carted away never to be seen again
but Logical ones like Hssanan Punjabi Rauf Mir ali was co-opted by the new media land space from where they attacked the Pervious establishment for not heeding warnings of theirs against going to war with India
Many Pakistanis would take the citizenship of countries like Qatar and Saudi Arabia
or EU citizenships that were available to them they were now the new poster children of the Global Media for the “Apartheid” policies of India but there was a catch Main stream Media was now on the verge of losing its credibility and no one took it seriously
But then everyone would slowly rising to the fate that awaited them that of assimilation and nothing more soon Pakistan and Pakistanis would be nothing more than Foot notes in the history
This was sealed when the Flag of Pakistan was lowered at New York and Geneva at the same time
At the time there was a sharp rise in suicides besides the day of the dissolution of Pakistan was termed as Bloody Friday as many “Pakistani families” conducted mass suicides which according to one Suicide note recovered by the Metropolitan police stated “ we do this to embrace martyrdom with our beloved country Pakistan and Pakistani at forever” but no matter what Pakistani remained what they always were The Orphans of a dead state
there you go
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