"It takes a village to raise a child"

It was a beautiful warm and sunny day, after these long and cold winters. Most of the snow melted away and i was so glad at spring's arrival. I was just happy and observing my surroundings. I have this habit of reading (looking at) every single advertisement (billboards, hoardings, neon signs etc) on my way to school, work or if i am just outdoors. I think its normal to be observant lol and many people do that.

So, i am waiting for my bus at a bus-stop to go to work in my own thoughts while looking around and a bus stops, obviously with a display of advertisement. I looked at it and read "It takes a whole village to raise a child" with a picture of a really happy child, probably a (smiling) mother hugging him and a bunch of delighted people surrounding the child.. I happen to read this "quote" for the first time ever in my life and it just stuck to my mind. I am not a parent myself and it was hard for me to put the quote and the picture together. What would it mean? Why and  how the whole village? I came across the same ad the next day at a bus-stop, and  the next day and so on.

It got me thinking over time. I found a way to answer my own questions. I opened the book of my childhood memories and started finding the answers to my questions. I was mainly raised by my parents, spent some time with my grand-parents, with my immediate and extended family members. I had friends at school, so their families had an influence on me as well. I had teachers, actually most of my time was spent with them and had a huge influence on my upbringing, mental and physical development. My neighbors, their families and baby-sitters and bunch of other people (religious educators) who were involved in raising me besides my parents. So, technically i was part of a village, and everyone in that village had a share in raising me. I was attached to them and they were my family members. I was connected to my community through them and i know very well that as they were important and significant to me, i was very dear and special to them to some extent. My existence mattered to us all, to my small village of people. Everyone knew me growing up, and thats how "it takes a whole village to raise a child". I was due to them, and they were due to me. We were the links of a community that connected us to eachother like a chemical bonding.

After few days of this splendid "discovery", i was just too greatful to be part of this "village" and thank God i wasn't living alone on an island on my own (*Cast away*). I recognized my obligation that the kids i see everyday in my neighborhood are not just their parents/families responsibity, instead i have a little part in that child's growth, upbringing and well-being by representing and setting an ideal example of a citizenship.

Lets come to the final point and the "main" reason behind writing this blog. I was very positive towards life after finding the meaning of this quote. But after listening to endless drone attacks on Pakistan (by America)and other parts of the world and how communities and "villages" are being destroyed and the soul of humanity is murdered leaving behind wounded, handicapped and helpless children around, is not how modern human should fight terrorism. Instead, they themselves are inflicting terrorism on innocent people and just like that, it takes one bomb/attack to turn that smiling portrait of a "child in a village" into a massacre and widespread butchery. The light of that soul covered by scary darkness. Raising a scared and a helpless child is in itself a death of a community

My deepest prayers for those in agony.   

Man of Steel

Oh no, i won't be talking about the recently released hollywood movie 'Man of Steel'. Its just not worth my time and effort.
 A very sad and inhumane incident happened regarding the devastation of the residence of Quiad-e-Azam Muhammed Ali Jinnah in Ziarat, Balochistan. My heart cries out after such a disrespect of our Quiad. I just couldn't contain myself to not say a word or two to condemn this incident and express my gratitude and honor for a Man who set a foundation of our country on the World map. He was a Man of Steel and is a great inspiraion for me. I just love him for everything he was and he did for the muslims of subcontinent and his die-hard efforts, hard-word, determination and foresightedness for a separate muslim country. A country we have today, Pakistan, with all the choices and freedom of a motherland.
Sadly, due to certain external forces and intruders who are trying their best to divide Pakistan based on nationalist groups & separatists focusing on creating hatred and ethinic conflicts among us. In order to pursue power and instigate fear in the community, such horrific and shameful examples are set, and none other than getting aid from those external figures who don't want peace and unity among the people of Pakistan. Its time we should smarten' up and act accordingly, and that time is Now. Instead of cursing and blaming eachother, lets curse and fight those who create such malice and malevolence. Islam teaches brotherhood, lets have some heart to show it to our brothers and sisters of our faith. For heavens sake, lets not call ourselves Punjabi, Sindhi, Baloch or Pathan for once. Lets not confuse culture, dress, language, skin color, way of life, religious affinity and geographical differences with our Muslim identity and "Khudara" to not be a threat to the safety of our dearest Pakistan. Lets savour Freedom, free our thoughts from the confinements of Satan and rise above and beyond nationalism.
Fortunately, there are people who do care with their heart and soul and they are contributiong tremendously for this cause. They are persistent to unveil those black sheeps and courageous enough to speak their minds.
Tahira Baloch from Bolan TV, is one such fearless person trying her best to make a significant difference in such dire circumstances in present Balochistan. I came across her Facebook page just randomly, i guess out of luck. Her expressive patriotism and love of Pakistan speaks so profoundly that it inspires me, not to mention various threats to her life. May you be protected and guided by Almighty.
Lastly, we do not want another Bangladesh or civil wars/threats among us. Its time to be wise and anti-racist at individual level.

How absurd? See the picture to be sure!

How absurd? Yeah thats what you would say, if a person with a right mind would see this picture ( I dare not call it a fashion mistake/outfit disaster for the poor guy).
I happen to come across this "fashion statement" a few days ago, and my reaction was a horrible shock with few hundred voltage. I can tell by the appearence, colors and the fabic that these outfits are designed for the purpose to be worn in a Henna/Wedding kind of a ceremony. The guys outfit is a real shocker and the main interest of my writing about it. I can spare the girls dress as it is well approprite and fitting to such ceremonies.
Just look at the flower anklets, skinny jeans (or i should call "tights" as of todays fashion, but girls wear tights as far as i am familiar), his colorful embroidered half-covering transparent veil (I am confused at the veil "ghounghat", i thought women used to do this, especially brides on their wedding day) and; well, i can spare him for shirt or "sherwani", as it seems a very right choice of outfit in this entire mess of fashion dilemma.
I am sure this bridal couture was held in Pakistan, and my utmost concern is what kind of clothing, fashion, and outfit designs are being propagated and introduced in pakistan's fashion and designer industry? What is wrong with the designers? I am sure people of Pakistan are way more talented and our culture is so much rich than to imitate and follow other culture's. I feel pity and somewhat enraged!
Pity in a sense, that we very well know the value and importance of properly covering ourselves, not just women, instead both sexes. I don't want to be the preacher here, preaching about what is said in Islam about allowable dress code and its limitations.
Enraged in a  sense, after knowing the rules and limitations of covering (hijab for both men and women) in Islam, such fashion is produced just for making money and fame. We are the culprits, the buyers, the encouragers of such stupidity. This is a "beautiful" exploitation, and the result is, by buying such insane materials, we end up with nothing, neither morally nor eternally! This is not a modest way to clothe ourselves.
Finally, all i wanna say is, be people of reason and sense, dress well and dress civilized!