Saturday, October 10, 2015

Why I like to live in Pakistan

Pakistan is a tough country to love. Every time you try to be patriotic and optimistic, some damned politician opens his mouth or some act of violence occurs and you are back to square one.

I have to admit that personally I have done rather well out of this country. I was born, raised, educated, married, and employed here, and now at 46 I can see that whatever I have achieved in life has been right here, in this place.

I remember when I was very young our elders used to say: well, we survived this country, but you guys should watch out - get out if you can, things are getting worse.

And things did get worse, in terms of violence, and inflation, and intolerance, power outages and what not.

But things also got better, in terms of communications, and media, and awareness, and consumer choices.

And yet, here I am, telling the same things to my kids: well we survived this country, but you guys should watch out.

I’ve thought about leaving. Many of my very good friends left and are doing well in lands far away. I even encourage my kids to think globally and go wherever their fortune takes them. I might even leave myself some day, though I’m too old to reboot my life in a foreign land.

But you know what ? There are privileges. And first and foremost is the privilege of complaining like you own the place - because, well we do!

It's my own darn country and my own darn politicians, and my own darn culture so I will say what I feel like about them thank you very much!!!

I suspect this freedom to complain is probably one of the privileges you lose as you move to another country. I don’t know, I’ve never lived abroad. But I suspect that if you choose a new nationality for yourself after a lot of struggle you would feel rather silly complaining about your new found land.

I hate this place sometimes. But I also love the freedom to hate it!!!

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PS: This is supposed to be a light-hearted piece, with tongue firmly in cheek - no offense intended.

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