Friends! It’s 13th August and only 1 day left for 58th Happy Birthday of Pakistan :>, long live Pakistan!! We love you! I just don’t say, I mean it… I have felt the love I have for my home-land… It’s awesome to be in your country! I was always telling friends, strangers that please don’t leave Pakistan but I never knew the feelings I have for Pakistan…From few years I have felt the true feelings of a Pakistani! I just love myself, Karachi and above all I love Pakistan!
I wouldn’t feel okay if I didn’t shared it with my friends about all the incidents I had and that made me realize the true love for Pakistan.
It’s about 8 years ago, when my whole family went to India Chennai (Madras) in 1997, just after my brother’s death we went for the treatment in Apollo Hospital… we all were sad, upset and happy at the same moment, sad because Bhai left all of us (Allah ki merzi : )), upset because of leaving home, happy because of treatment… we stayed for 3 months and felt so much alone in an unknown country, no relative no known person nothing… we came back after 3 months and almost did a Sajda on stepping out from Air-Port… in India we were feeling like we wont be able to see Pakistan again, but Allah had written our fate and we have to face all the problems and troubles so we had to leave home-land and go for treatment, but we came without having treatment…that was written too : ), that was the very first time I felt that living in your own home, city, country with your relatives and known person is like having a little heaven on earth : )
Then in October 2002 my whole family was invited by Allah to our holy-places… We were going for Umrah after 12 years, its Allah’s karam on our family that he invited us again : ), let me tell you a very interesting thing 😉 I was 3 years old when we went for Umrah very first time then my nephew (Hammad) was 3 years when he called us again! Love you Allah!! Love you a lot! We had 40 days Visa, longest visa among my uncle’s family and aunt’s family (we almost had half Khandan there with us ;P)… but what Allah has written no-one know : ) so after living 27 days my brother fell ill too much that we have to give him transfusion immediately, I can’t forget the night when mom dad & I was walking on the streets of Madina for our Agent Office, we didn’t know the office address and the cab driver couldn’t understand our language & address too, we were walking & walking and then a Pakistani officer of some air-line saw me from his office, I goes to him and told him the problem, he asked me to sit and have some water I said my parents are outside please tell us the route, then he showed me the tall-building right opposite to his office and said you can ask anyone in that building for your agent, but that is the building you are looking for, I am still thanks-full to him for his kind words and help : ), after meeting Agent it was too hard to convince and make him issue our family tickets as soon as possible (bear me for saying this “Screw this agent system”), am sorry but this is hell lot of trouble work :\, but we have got a kind agent, he asked for passports and said he will try his level best.. and how cool we have forget to take passports with us… this made us go through all the route back to guest house to take passports and come back to agent.. we hired a cab and went to the guest-house, it was a one-way so driver asked one of us to go and get the passports, so I went running and took the passports and came back, the driver was astonished, he asked what problem I have and said don’t worry everything will be alright, we were almost crying it was a hard time on our family because Salman was very ill, we went back to Agent he took the passports and said don’t worry and go, I will issue the tickets as soon as possible, we came back with some hope… the next 2 days we kept waiting for the call and we received it! We were told to leave for Air-port and meet Agent there, he will give the passports and we can fly back to Pakistan.., it was 29 days trip and we were back, I simply can’t forget all those things we went through all these 29 days..! We met many Pakistanis there who helped us, one Air-line officer, second cab driver, third guest-house owner, and there were many whom I may have not known my name but were praying for us and helping us, may Allah bless them all!, but the thing which made us un-comfortable in Umrah trip was our Pakistan’s memories which were with us all the time!!!
I will end my post here… with few more lines : ) firstly don’t think what Pakistan has given you… just think what Pakistan hasn’t given us? Nationality, our own identity, sweet cities, everything that we wish! Burry the past, look at the present and brew the seed of future : ) & never ever forget that you belong to Pakistan & be positive for Pakistan!!
Come back tomorrow to see the card I made for the special day : )
May Allah always be with you : )
Take Cares, Allah Hafiz!