I opened this window to write something.
Rant. Rave. Bemoan. Demand justice. Rage at the injustice and sheer irony of the biggest thief in Pakistan becoming the President. To scream out to everyone that who he is is NOT who we are. But I can’t. I don’t have the words for the sorrow, the deep seated despair I have for my country today- a country that is going to be lead blindly by selfish personal agenda propagating fools, who care not a hoot about the people and naive silly simplicity with which they hope and believe that this could acually mean a turn of events for the better. But then again, there is a God and He has a plan. And onto that starkly basic premise, that I shall hang all my hopes and pray this Ramzan.