Archive for January 2, 2004

09 Ziqaad 1424 A much more calm, collected and …

09 Ziqaad 1424

A much more calm, collected and sober Jalal sits and types this post. Unlike the frenzied, scattered and excited Jalal from last night. Pakistan night is over. I have had the sleep and Pakistan day is over for me. For now that is. And now before you people get bored beyond all reasonable limits of comprehension I will start amusing you all with todays post.

Today I realized that I have to have Raaga Malkauns or some thing related to it as the beep of my cell phone (I know I know I am strange). I had to spend about 4 hours today just to learn about the basics of Raagas and what their structure is. Honestly! I am still very very clueless about this. Then after finding some information about the Malkauns that I barely understood (barely) I had to translate it into the Western format of music notation. So I had to spend about an hour learning those basics. After that I had to convert it to the numerical system which took about 10 minutes. And the result is that my cell phone is not capable of editing in this depth so I cannot have Malkauns after all. Which is very bad indeed. Way to go Jalal. You are officially a moron.

Today I went to see the progress in all those seeds that I told you about. Well I saw hundreds of small plats growing there. Hundreds! And I was so elated. I mean I gave life to these. And to think that they didnt turn out to be like me. Phew! Thank be to Allah! Otherwise they would be made fun of by all the other plants that they would live with and what not. Oh dear. I need Tea. Ill be back after the tea.

Today I had the sensation that I was bored. I never get bored. So I was thinking why am I bored today when I am never bored otherwise. I suddenly realized. Oh! I read this wonderful novel that I have everyday. But today I didnt. Then a voice inside me said. Hello! Jalal! What the hell was this? And I said, Yar I am sorry, it was a mistake. Then the voice said. Dude! you are talking to me again. And I said, oh ok, I will stop. And I have no idea why I am putting this on my blog except to probably scare you and cause all prospective readers to not become my boyfriends ever.

Two very interesting searches for the day.

0.95 m Karachi Satellite Image —> Well whoever you are who searched for this if you are really interested in that email me and ill tell you some sites with satellite images of Karachi.

MCB tallest building in Karachi —> Yes it is the tallest and it is an aesthetic horror.

Todays Rant would be about the habit of Pakistanis to spit. I mean what the hell is that. AAACH THOOOO! And they spit. It is seriously crude, crass and barbaric. Most men here spit. They spit while standing on the roads without abandon and without the smallest inkling that there might be something wrong in it. Some of them spit out of their windows. Some spit in their houses. It just keeps getting sicker and sicker. If you tell someone that it is wrong and strange. They will tell you that you are a woman and a sissy and laugh amongst themselves while spitting at the same time. Disgusting habit. DISGUSTING!

09 Ziqaad 1424 I had a chat with A.I tonight. H…

09 Ziqaad 1424

I had a chat with A.I tonight. He is a very dear and close friend from college. Every once is a while … Read one month, we have what I call a Pakistan Chat. We due to some reason lead out discussion to Pakistan and the problems facing it. What we can do. What we cannot do. Why we cannot do it. What is wrong with Pakistanis. Everything. The whole story. Each and every facet of the throbbing wounds.

The whole Defence scenario with big mansions and English medium schools and where money buys respect and honour.

The whole mass of squalour and abject povert where literacy is a dream and illiteracy and a lack of education rule supreme.

The whole nation that wants to leave and make it big somewhere else in the world where they dont have to work hard.

The complete wild run for money as a sole panacea and a complete disregard for the means in which it is acquired.

The complete lack of men to tell them that they have to come back onto the right track and select the right way.

The complete aloofness of Pakistanis to education, learning, culture and civilization.

The nation that sees the rich getting richer the poor poorer and the middle class become extinct slowly.

The nation that is taught have Amanat(Trustworthiness), Diyanat(Honesty), Sadaqat(Truthfullness) and Sharaafat(Piety) but doesnt believe in any of those.

The nation that believes in the presence of money, glamour and pomp to be the mettle of a man.

The English language that only a few of us are taught and those not taught in it see closed to them all avenues of progress.

The English language that only a few of us are taught and only those few may do something for the progress of the whole.

The English language that will cause all those educated in it to seek better opportunities in the First world countries.

And by the end of the night. After listening to the song that I put up earlier. And the long chat with A.I. I am very emotional. I want to go out now and go to the nearest Edhi or Hamdard office and tell them ‘I am here’. Just tell me what to do. I just want to do something for Pakistan. Time is running out. Every moment brings us closer to the abyss. We have to do something or all is lost. It is lost. We will all run away to America and Canada and England and Australia and the Gulf. But what will remain if Pakistan will become what it is going to become. What will happen if all is lost.

No. It has to end. The immigration has to stop. This running away from the problem has to end. The proletariat is too weak to speak out alone. The bourgeoisie have to stay. Keep them here. Let them be hungry. When bread runs out they will eat cake. When cake runs out men carrying bamboos will scream “Sab Taaj Uchalay Jaain Gay! Sab Takht Giraaey Jaain Gay!” and women carrying sticks will scream “Hum Ahl e Safa Mardood e Haram! Masnad Pay Bithaay Jaain Gay!”. And we will be free at last. We will see what freedom and liberty and prosperity mean. We will know what it means to have a state that is for you rather than for a small class of Pakistanis.

Let there be The storming of the Bastille, Let there be the Karachi Commune, Let there be the Red Dawn, Let there be, anything, Oh Allah! But Please Please Let there be Freedom, Let there be Light, Let there be Liberty, Let there be Prosperity. Let there be a governement whose primary objective is the well being of all Pakistanis and Pakistanis in general.

Well so I am and I will be emotionally out of control until I have a long sleep. Until then. It is Pakistan day for me.

09 Ziqaad 1424 I have been tearful for the last…

09 Ziqaad 1424

I have been tearful for the last few minutes. Why? I will share with you. It is at the point where I have put the ‘*’.

(Beginning Music)

(Iqbal Bano’s voice) Hum Dekhain Gay (Clapping by the audience)

Hum Dekhain Gay

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay (Audience’s clapping matches the tablas beat)

Hum Dekhain Gay

Hum Dekhain Gay (Clapping)

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay

Hum Dekhain Gay

Woh Din Keh Jis Ka Waada Hay

Hum Dekhain Gay

Woh Din Keh Jis Ka Waada Hay

Jo Loh e Azal Main Likha Hay

Hum Dekhain Gay

(Clapping matches the tablas beat … slow yet strong)

Hum Dekhain Gay

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay

Jab Zulm o Sitam Ke Koh e Garan (Low murmur of wah wah)

Rooee Ki Tarah Urr Jaeen Gay (Clapping and Applause)

Jab Zulm o Sitam Ke Koh e Garan

Rooee Ki Tarah Urr Jaeen Gay

Ham Mehkoomon Kay Paaon Talay

Yeh Dharti Dhar Dhar Dharkay Gi (Applause)

Aur Ahl e Hakam Kay Sar Oopar

Jan Bijle Kar Kar Karke Gi (Loud Applause)

Hum Dekhain Gay

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay (Clapping matches the Tables Beat)

(Clapping matches the Tables Beat)

Jab Zulm o Sitam Ke Koh e Garan

Jab Zulm o Sitam Ke Koh e Garan

Rooee Ki Tarah Urr Jaeen Gay

Rooee Ki Tarah Urr Jaeen Gay

Ham Mehkoomon Kay Paaon Talay

Yeh Dharti Dhar Dhar Dharkay Gi

Aur Ahl e Hakam Kay Sar Oopar

Jan Bijle Kar Kar Karke Gi (Low murmur of wah wah)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Clapping matches the Tables Beat)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Clapping matches the Tables Beat)

Hum Dekhain Gay

Jab Arz e Khuda Kay Kaabay Say

Jab Arz e Khuda Kay Kaabay Say

Sab But Uthwaay Jain Gay (Applause)

Jab Arz e Khuda Kay Kaabay Say

Sab But Uthwaay Jain Gay

Hum Ahl e Safa Mardood e Haram (Applause)

Masnad Pay Bithaay Jaain Gay (Loud Applause)

(Loud Applause)

Jab Arz e Khuda Kay Kaabay Say

Sab But Uthwaay Jain Gay

Jab Arz e Khuda Kay Kaabay Say

Sab But Uthwaay Jain Gay

Hum Ahl e Safa Mardood e Haram

Masnad Pay Bithaay Jaain Gay (Low Murmur)

Sab Taaj Uchalay Jaain Gay (Loud Applause)

(Loud Applause)

(Fast Clapping in Unison)

(Table beat is changed to the beat of the Clapping)

(Clapping dies down)

(Iqbal Bano) (lightly) Shukria (Lightly in the background … “Pakistan Zindabad!”)

(Loudly “Pakistan … Zindabad * … Pakistan … Zindabad”)

(Loudly “Pakistan” … Very Loudly … “Zindabad”)

Jab Arz e Khuda Kay Kaabay Say

Sab But Uthwaay Jain Gay (Slow Clapping)

Hum Ahl e Safa Mardood e Haram (Slow Clapping)

Masnad Pay Bithaay Jaain Gay

Sab Taaj Uchalay Jaain Gay (Applause)

Sab Takht Giraaey Jaain Gay (Loud Applause) (Lightly in the background … “Pakistan Zindabad!”)

Bas Naam Rahey Ga Allah Ka (Applause)

Bas Naam Rahey Ga Allah Ka

Jo Ghaaib Bhi Hay Haazir Bhi (Low Murmur)

Jo Nazir Bhi Hay Manzar Bhi (Low Murmur)

Utthay Ga An Al Haq Ka Naara (Loud Applause)

Utthay Ga An Al Haq Ka Naara

Jo Main Bhi Hoon Aur Tum Bhi Ho (Applause) (Clapping)

Aur Raaj Karay Gi Khalq e Khuda (Clapping)

Jo Main Bhi Hoon Aur Tum Bhi Ho (Loud Applause) (Clapping)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping) (A low sound … “Pakistan”)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Bas Naam Rahey Ga Allah Ka

Bas Naam Rahey Ga Allah Ka

Jo Ghaaib Bhi Hay Haazir Bhi

Jo Nazir Bhi Hay Manzar Bhi

Utthay Ga An Al Haq Ka Naara (Applause)

Utthay Ga An Al Haq Ka Naara

Jo Main Bhi Hoon Aur Tum Bhi Ho

Aur Raaj Karay Gi Khalq e Khuda

Jo Main Bhi Hoon Aur Tum Bhi Ho

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Lazim Hay Keh Hum Bhee Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Hum Dekhain Gay (Loud Strong Clapping)

Pakistan Paindabad !

Pakistan Zindabad !