Dear Pakistan ,
We love you.
We just don’t know how to love. We’ll learn. We promise. Just keep believing in us. Trust us.
We know you might be thinking if we really cared we’d be careful with our trash. We throw litter around not because we want to destroy you, we just don’t have the vision and sight to imagine just how beautiful you would look when clean. Please wait a little, let the dust of ignorance settle we’ll be able to see then.
Rest assured Pakistan, we will love you.
We know you think we don’t care about climate change and deforestation. But believe me, we would really care if we knew what they meant. And a few of us who do know, we’re just a little selfish. You see we only have enough water at home to meet our basic needs. We promise as soon as the blessings pour we’ll make you as green as you were destined to be.
Rest assured Pakistan, we can love you.
We know you think that we leave you for greener pastures, better life and loftier facilities. All we accumulate from you, we go shower on stranger yet more fertile lands. But trust us when we say, we didn’t leave you, we took a part of you with us. The part that tears up at every mention of Homeland. The part that involuntarily hums at every national beat. The part that celebrates every victory and every feather in your cap. The part that has been up all night clinging on to every little detail about your fate, your future. Close your eyes my beloved land and remember this. No matter where we are, you beat in us.
Rest assured Pakistan, on foreign sand, we still love you.
We know you get the impression that we are a dispersed and divided nation. We’re Sindhis and Punjabis and Pathans and Muhajirs and Balochis and Gilgitis and Saraikis and whatnots. But dear Pakistan aren’t you the Himalayas and Karakoram and the Indus and the Jehlum and the Salt Mines and the Thar Coal and the Hawksbay and the Sandspit and the Kund Malir and the Banori town and the Faisal Masjid and the Rani Mandir and the Dar. E. Mehr ( fire temples) and the St. Judes Catholic Church and the Dolmen malls and the Qissa khwani bazaar and the Pakistan chowk and the Maal Road and the Centaurs and the Anarkali Market and the Bohri Bazaar….? Are you not all individually and collectively? There’s beauty in diversity. You are beautiful because of your diversity. Believe us, we too are collectively you.
Rest assured Pakistan. We, in pieces and in whole, love you.
We know you think we are intolerant, we hurt each other, we fight, we curse, we strip each other bare, we scratch, we bite, we tear, we scream, we yell….but you know what? We sing together too, we celebrate together too, we hug and we smile and wave too, we pray and we volunteer and we share and we care too.
Be patient and rest assured Pakistan. We through tears and cheers, will always love you.
You are our Faith. Believe in us too.
You are our Pride. Be proud of us too.
Yours truly,
A beloved Pakistani
raramaverick 