Dear Pakistan,

I wrote this note for my beloved homeland two years back.

Dear Pakistan,

I know you are tired and I can see you crying. I can see the pain that you have taken to protect your children. And you have borne this pain so patiently for 67 years. You have become so weak and fragile and it’s hard for me to see you this way but you stand all firm as if nothing wrong ever happened.

We your children are lifeless, dull and staring into oblivion. We have hurt you so much and now you stand empty handed, robbed of everything but still your love for us never ends. This is the story of my mother, your mother PAKISTAN!

A land whose soil is damp with the blood of the Shuhada and yet it somehow still manages to survive,

A country where corruption, lies, deceit and hypocrisy exists ; a country that is the reason for both holding our heads up high with pride, and hanging them down with shame; a land where hope and vision are so closely twined together with doubt and fear and uncertainty that sometimes it’s hard to tell where one ends and the other begins; where the heroism of Edhi , Syed Hussain Abbas Shaheed and all the other brave soldiers is tainted by the likes of corrupt leaders and target killers and suicide bombers.

A mother whose only hope lies in the belief that for every criminal and terrorist and Ghaddaar, there is a hero, a Shaheed, a scientist, a philanthropist out there.

Pakistan you have given us so much so silently and I don’t even think we would ever be able to thank you or pay you back for all that you have done for us in the past 67 years. You have breathed in us freedom, given us protection, identity and most importantly a home where we can live.

I am young and not strong enough to change things the way they are but I promise that I will never let you down and you should know that I think about you all the time and about all the sacrifices you have made for us. I know that you are proud of your few brave sons who see giving you protection as their ultimate goal in life, soldiers who make a conscious decision to love their mother every single day.

So I promise that I will always be there with you! I will never leave you and will try my best to make you proud by uniting your children who are now divided on petty and trivial issues.

Love,

F.k