This is Pakistan!

Tomorrow is a day off. 12th of May. Not Sunday but a weekday.

Wondering Why?

This is Pakistan! Now you have an answer?

Tomorrow, there is supposed to be a strike. And expected bloodshed and mayhem. Some clashes between different casts that I don’t want to get in and honestly do not understand.

You are probably either wondering how lucky to get days off or maybe that poor her and poor all the innocent Pakistani.

When I say bloodshed and mayhem, I do not feel scared. Neither do I feel anger. I just feel frustration. Frustration that you cannot do anything, frustration at the people who do not feel anything and frustration for the people who may not see anything after this day.

This is probably what many of us feel at this point of the drama. And drama it is, a well-constructed well-played out drama that has already been written by people we will never meet. The directors of our lives are ironic people with no feeling because we are just spawns to them in their chess game. The lights may get dim but the scene continues, the actors perform their roles, the audience enjoys from afar. And we do not have a say because we are busy playing our role and entertaining some ironic hotshot having a twisted sense of humor.