اینٹیں

January 18th, 2018
کچھ دن پہلے گھر آتے ہوئے راستے میں میں نے ایک دیوار دیکھی جس کی ہر اینٹ الگ الگ سائز کی تھی لیکن پھر بھی دیوار قائم تھی مجھے یہ ڈر لگا کہ کہیں گر نہ جائے اگلے دن پھر وہیں سے گزرا دیوار اپنی جگہ پر قائم تھی اسے دیکھ کر اپنے معاشرے کے لوگ یاد آگئے سب ایک جیسے نہیں پھر بھی معاشرہ قائم ہے اور اتنی مضبوطی سے قائم ہے کہ اس کے بنائے ہوئے اصولوں کے لیے لوگ خدا کو بھی چھوٹا سمجھتے ہیں یہ دیوار اتنی . جلدی نہیں گرے گی لیکن اس کی اینٹیں گرنے لگی ہیں

شاید

January 16th, 2018

وقت کے ساتھ ہمارے اختلافات بڑھتے گئے. پھر ایک وقت وہ بھی آیا جب صرف خاموشی ہی خاموشی رہ گئی بیچ میں لیکن کچھ جذبات ہوں اپنی مرضی سے شروع نہیں کرسکتے ایسا ہی ایک جذبہ محبت کا ہے بات برقرار نہ رہی تو کیا ہوا محبت تو برقرار ہے مگر افسوس یہ کہ یہ سے اپنی مرضی سے محبت شروع نہیں کرسکتے ایسی ہی اپنی مرضی سے محبت ختم بھی تو نہیں کر سکتے اس خاموشی کے باوجود بھی بہت ساری باتیں ہیں جو کہنی ہیں شاید اس کے لیے محبت دوبارہ کرنے پڑے گی

Time Travel

January 15th, 2018
Loop. Time travel movies have remained my favorite. The subject is among those that has grabbed the attention of many in the past. Men in all eras of humanity have wanted to travel in time primarily because of the mistakes they had committed and wanted to undo them. In the recent years the number of movies released on this subject have increased and that is why I came across TIMELASPE, COHERENCE, LOS CRONOCRIMENES and Netflix's DARK etc., so this is a natural thought that gets triggered that if I travel in time where would I want to go? How many years back or into the future? Whom would I like to meet? But even after all these years I am not able to find any definition of time other than those given in Physics mentioning it a scalar quantity or a fourth dimension. Faraz has mentioned about time at so many places, sometimes relative and sometimes absolute. Like this stanza for instance
جس کے بغیر روز و شب سخت بھی تھے محال بھی
اس کے بغیر کٹ گئے کس طرح ماہ و سال بھی
He is pretty right. How time eats us inside out is beyond the grasp of humans. We all are being corroded by this one element and no one can stop it. Like all other men in the past if I get a chance to travel back, I want to see myself from a distance at all those moments I had been happier. But this thought makes me think what if I was already watching myself from a distance when I went on my first date or when I made my parents proud etc., And I am already living a paradox of two myselfs in one universe at a given time. But is seeing my own self the only wish I have out of the ability to travel in time? Even when I hadn't seen DARK, I had thought of traveling back in time and see my parents as young folks or kids. If there is no limit to travel back, I surely want to travel to time of Prophets and see the people for whom men of today might live and might kill. But then another scary thought hits me. What if I travel back and get stuck there and then have to live in that time. Out of a million problems one problem in such a case would be non-existence of my favorite music as that music wouldn't have come into existence at that time. Or I can become a Peer or Wali and predict the important political events and earn a fortune and have luxury houses, cars and more than one wife. Even the thought of time travel shakes up the head. So I turned on the music to cool my head to normality but the song that came up has memories attached to it and it has already taken me some years back.

Crime Scene

January 13th, 2018
Crime scene is like a treasure and by treasure I mean it's comparable to it. Every crime scene has clues which can easily vanish or be contaminated because of many reasons including more than reasonable number of people infiltrating the scene, lack of care of handling the tiniest evidence and a human carelessness at any level. The TV and electronic media are constantly pouring their hearts out about the recent tragedy that occurred in Kasur. But even being someone not in a forensic department somethings are beyond logic. Like leaking for crucial information that can scare the perpetrators or worse, make them more smart. And for a moment let us assume the criminals become more vigilante. They will operate again. That soul they might hurt can be related to you or me just like the one they destroyed was attached to more than one someone. Information is power and sometimes people confuse information with common sense. There are many shortcomings of institutions operating in Pakistan including the Law Enforcement ones. Saving their own jobs or justifying their very existence is more important to them than providing justice to the common folks. Hence they spoil the information including the crime scene. I have always seen footage on the News Channels showing people contaminating the crime scene and destroying information. Just search YouTube and you can find the video of a water tanker sprinkling water to wash away the crime scene blood stains after a deadly attack on Benazir Bhutto. I am sure this can fuel many good stories, conspiracy theories and movies. In my school days there was a boy who could never get the first position in exams but he tried a lot. One of the things he practiced was to never tell the names of books he studied at home. I asked him the reason for it and he replied that information is power and making others powerless will make me come first in class. Sadly his power wasn't so potent or he overlooked the Prophet Muhammad's philosophy of spreading knowledge. The number of people with this hide-what-you-know-from-your-classmates type of people increased from school to college and then to university. In university almost everyone reminded me of my school-fellow. But none from the university realized a simple logic - not everyone can stand at the first position.

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Save Your Kids

January 12th, 2018

What can parents do to keep their kids safe? This thought is knocking more and more after the Zainab incident. When I was a kid modern technology and it's pros and cons didn't exist. They do now so if I had a little one to look after, I would take the following necessary steps.
1. Keep the number low. Two kids are a healthy rule. But I have seen poorer families who fail to pay attention to their kids is because of the over-population. Parents get saturated with the nags of their children and the only way to vent their energies is sex which they justify as Allah ki marzi. I feel it is very hard to keep an eye on one child, let alone two and impossible to keep an eye on fourteen successful pregnancies just like the woman who lives on the eleventh floor.
2. Education. Be open to kids about taboo topics like menstruation, sex, family planning, respecting the opposite gender. Telling boys to tame their inclination to abuse power in this polar and biased society can help a lot. There is no denying that sex is a need, like hunger and humans are born with this instinct. Owning a gun doesn't mean you keep shooting everywhere. Cross this wall of shame and educate your kids. If you are too shy, give them books. They will learn.
3. Don't be too strict. I have seen many kids go the wrong way only because their parents scolded or punished them even when the kids were right. The unwanted impositions on the kids made them so curious about the sin and the wrong that when they gained powers of adulthood, they sped up to their own disaster and caused hurt to some other being too. A lot of strictness will breed cowards.
4. Technology is like fire. It can cook. It can burn. Tell your children how to use the internet and how to stay safe from it's dangers. Porn hurts the younger minds. Carelessness hurts the adults. The internet is full of people who are not who they say they are. Writing details about the family's internal matters online can have dangerous consequences. So this whole point is another level of education.
5. Cameras. That is the second best thing humans have developed after wheel. And modern era is seeing cheap, inexpensive camera can be mounted almost anywhere. If you have to keep an eye on your kids, get a few cameras installed in and around home. I have a camera installed in my balcony just to see the sky and another camera which I use to see who is at the door.
6. GPS Trackers are not as cheap as cameras but they can be of a huge help especially when you know your little one shall always keep moving. Add one in his or her bag, one in the shoe etc. A little more investment can bless a lot of peace of mind. Some phone operators in Pakistan provide a wrist watch which can provide real time tracking location of the child wearing it against a monthly subscription.
7. Keep an eye on the habits of your children. An early eye can detect inclination towards drug addiction, smoking, violence and sexual abnormality. Educated minds can become corrupt too. A vigilante eye with perfect planning is an investment towards a good child and a good citizen.

 

In the end I feel that the person who raped and killed the young girl in Kasur might have faced good eyes taking care of him but at some point in life we all break but sometimes the snap transforms humans into monsters. Our polar society is a failed model where people are caring for their own daughters and sisters but consider their legal right to scan the body contours of every woman they come across on street. After any tragedy, just see the shit-storm that blows in fierce current and the blame game starts. We are a dying nation and the only thing stopping us from vanishing is our momentum and volume. I feel we are already at a point of no return and the only thing that can save us is education. And by education I don't mean schools and colleges. The education that can cleanse the dirt from soul. And for that your would need a Perfect teacher, a perfect mentor. Just don't go to a darbar, aastana or a dargah for that after reading these lines. That is another venue to meet the devil in case you seek him. Remember that he already seeks you!

Maps

10 January
Maps fascinate me. I still remember the globe and atlas books I had in my school days. The teachers were impressed by my geography knowledge. When Google launched Maps and Earth, I was overjoyed. Even now, the most public domain contributions I have contributed to are on Google Maps. In August of last year, I planned to create a poster which involved map and a drawing which was also inspired by maps and cartography. But due to the stress of work and battles on more than one front, those ideas stayed on a hold. But for the last week or so, that artwork is under construction. Google Maps, 360cities, Flickr and public domains are the tools that let me travel to the places I am still in love with. A few moments ago I probed through the streets I still hold dear.

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Zainab


January 9th, 2018
I woke up to a tweet by a Pakistani celebrity about a 7-year old girl from Kasur, Pakistan who was sexually abused, tortured, killed and then dumped in a trash. Such events go unnoticed in Pakistan. This tragedy however got seen by a number of people with a reach. What about those girls who face an abuse and no one can hear their cry for help because either the walls of society forged by many self-fabricated religious clauses are high or maybe the celebrities are not united to give it a voice. The poor girl's parents were gone for a pilgrimage leaving the unlucky soul behind. Her picture is posted all over (divided) social media. But because I was blessed by God to think of a moment as a story which can be written or made into a visual medium and being a boy who is aware of how polar, biased, drag-religion-in-every-matter type our society actually is, it makes me so depressed and tear filled just to imagine the pain and helplessness that girl would have felt in the last moments of her life. So many why's are born with this incident. And no one has an answer. Just try to use any social media after any tragedy in Pakistan and see what shitty humans we are. I saw people bringing feminism, politics, male-dominance, religious fatwas, parenthood code, child protection bills and all sorts of shit into the discussion. It looked a like a scene from hell. One of the eleven reasons why I stopped using Twitter is the trends Pakistanis generate. And after this Kasur tragedy the Pakistani crowd fell even more low. A lady even wrote that the girl was raped because of her name with the hashtag of one denomination/sect of Islam. I am not yet a parent so the troubles a father or a mother face while raising a child cannot be dissected by me but the Kasur tragedy exposes the flaws of Pakistani system on so many levels. We are a blind and dead crowd who keep forgetting things because of our momentum of stubbornness. We are so stubborn that we are not ready to learn or open gates to our minds and souls. The evil however escapes from our cracks and quenches its thirst and comes back to hide in us without the need to open any door or window.

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Digitize

January 8th, 2018

I am digitizing my old diaries these days. And writing things again helps a lot to relive the same emotion. But sometimes even a tiniest thing makes me immediately fly back . My typing speed has increased due to passive learning with the advent of computers and the internet but even then a slightest recall of the good or depressing events collected in a very organized manner act like a speed-breaker. To quicken up this tiresome process I started because of a very commitment to my own self, I got myself a new keyboard. I wish I had written them as posts in the first place but this too adds up to the injuries of youth.

(2003-2017)

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Fat Ex


January 5th, 2018
An ex got married. It should not be a longer post. It can fit easily into a single tweet. But ask any boy. Can any ex fit into a single tweet? Never. Two such exes have swollen into something that can't fit into a entire book. What startles me most is how shockingly is their name transformation. Some have changed their name from mere six letters to ten! I guess that adds to the price of becoming an aunty. Thankfully the people in the pictures don't change otherwise one of my hard drive with such pictures would become impossible to carry. And they still love adorable in those pictures even though some were plain monsters in human skins. This post is longer than the new twitter limit.

Morality

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January 4th, 2018
I was reading a book about life and philosophy by Wasif Ali Wasif. I reached this line when my flow was interrupted by someone outside the window. Two men were cursing one other and they were referring to the genitals of each other's mother and sister etc. I couldn't think any more. The line had spoken the truth. I looked here and there but could not find those women who were mentioned during the fight.