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Debate: Whose fault is it anyway?
A simple yet profound saying goes, “Home is where the heart is”. People can do everything according to their way of life in their home. Home is like an Eden for those who have nowhere else to go.
Now what’s so special about home that there is no other place like it? Is it the warmth of the people living in that home? An empty house is of no use if its inhabitants do not create that “homely touch” for it. Huge buildings have been rendered useless, broken down or, in some cases, decayed because nobody lived there. It is, therefore, the people who make a house worth living in.
What if these people went wrong? If they became selfish and not selfless, the same home would be reduced to a dull piece of architecture made of mud and bricks. The question is: whose blunder was it that the house became hollow, that it had no charm? Why did the head of the family not take any action? Was he involved?
In comparison, the home is our country, the people living in it are the natives and the head of the family is the person who has the authority. In our country when some people who have the power to make a difference go wrong, the system of the country is blown apart.
In the past, we attained glory because we knew we were on the right path, we practised what we preached and we had our own culture to follow. What are we left with now? A baseless culture of some super power nation who themselves are not happy with their leaders.
Our leaders shed their blood and gave their lives to give us, the future generation, peace. How are we thanking them? By disrupting the order of the nation? By grinding the poor in the mill? By snatching the fundamental rights of the people? Or by selling our values to show that we are a free nation?
Imagine, if someone worked hard for us, gave us love, care and everything else and provided us with shelter until we grew up to a level that we could not only take care of ourselves but also of others, and then if we turned against them, thanklessly, after all their efforts, are we fit to be called humans?
Today we can see quite a number of people who have sold their integrity for a cheap price. The kinds of people our media portrays are not even fit to be called Pakistanis. Has anybody not seen the vulgarity our “modern” film industry exhibits? Are we deaf that we cannot hear the plea of our poor brothers who cannot even dream of affording the basic necessities because of skyrocketing prices? Did God Almighty not bestow us with a tongue to speak when someone was being unfair to our fellow citizens?
Someone said that I say ‘I love my country’ but at the same time criticise it. Why is it so? You ask. It is because the ways of our nation have gone astray. We have forgotten our morals, forgotten so much that we do not know who we are. I leave you, the readers, with a question that is constantly being ignored. Whose fault is it anyway? Is it mine that I brought a fraction of the truth to light or is it of those unscrupulous people who are eating the wealth of the nation?
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