Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Chaos Order II- You reap what you sow!

JUN 23 - Pakistan ki cricket team nay 20 over per mubni world cup match Sri Lankan team kay khilaf jeet kar bohut hi maqbooliat haasil ki. Bohut khushi ki baat hai aur har Pakistani koh bohut khush hona bhi chahiyeh.

Qaum koh bohut arsey keh baad aik khushi ki khabar mili hai. Allah khair karey.

Aakhri dafa aisi achhi khabar May 1998 mey mili thi jab qaum ney India key khilaf jawabi nuclear tests kar key sabit kar dya tha keh Pakistan apney dushman kay khilaf zaroorat parney per nehley per dehla bhi karna janta hai.

Nawaz Sharif choon keh uss daur keh Wazeer-e-Azam thay is liyeh us kamiyabi keh mubarkbad ke haqdaar baney aur baney chaltey aa rahey hain. Kyun ji?

Poori qaum ney iss baar Pakistan team ki jeet per jashn manaya aur poorey mulk mein iss khabar ka khushi khushi istiqbaal kya gaya.

Sadar Zardari sahib ney jeetney wali cricket team keh har fard koh 5 lakh rupeye deney kah ailaan bhi kya. Saath hi saath Wazeer e Azam Gilani sahib ney apni siyasi haisiyat kay mutabiq team ko khaney per daawat bhi dih hai.

Gilani sahib ney cricket team membaran ko koi paisey deney ya na naa deneh ka faislah kya hai keh nahin hamein iska ilm nahin hai. Na koi aisi khabar shaya huwi hai ab tak.

Such baat tau yeh hai kay mujhey itni khushi nahi huwi is jeet per jaisa keh pehley kay jeeton per hoti thi.

Baat darasal yeh hai keh agar koi swimmer darya cross karney ki saal ha saal training le aur paisey le laikin sirf aik chota sah taalaab cross karney ki hi salahiyat show karey tau kya humein uskay performance per khush hona chahiyeh? Woh alag baat hai keh qaum ka expectations level itna gir chuka ho keh itni khushi hi kaafi hai.

Meri nazar mein 20 over per mubni match jeetna aik naalaa cross karney keh mutaradif hai. Baat tub hogi jab Test Match jita jaye. Yah phir 50 overs wala match jita jaye.

Performance time aur standards koh lower kar ke teemein apni salahiyaton ka meyar qaum say accept nahi kara sakti hain. Isi tarah jaisey kisi aik BATTLE koh jeet kar WAR koh jeetney ka haq nahin jataya ja sakta. Woh alag baat hai keh koi karigar Tajmahal bananey ki salahiyat bhool jaye. Is soorut mein usko practice karaney keh liyeh Tajmahal ki jagha koi maqbara bananey ka theka de dya jaye tau koi mazaheqa nahin. Is maqbarey koh bananey mein us karigar koh mubarak baad wusool karney ki zaroorat nahin hai. Agar woh aisa karta hai toh ghalat baat hai.

Pakistan mein bohut saarey standards gir gaye hain. Values bhi narrow down ho gaye hain. Siyasi nizam, judiciary nizam aur iqtisadi nizam ki adam maujoodgi ki wajah sey goals and objectives bhi majmuee taur per low ho gaye hain. Jab keh dunya aagey barhti ja rahi hai jis tarah internet barhta ja raha hai.

Kya hamari asli jeet yani kamiyabi 20 overs ke match ke level ki hi hai ya phir 5-days international test match keh level ki hai? Zara aap khud sochein is baath koh.

Kya shortcuts le kar hi hum kamayab ho saktey hain? Kya rules of games change kar ke hi hum asli kamayabi ke humkinar ho saktey hain?

Taareekh ney apna standard khud muqqarrar kya huwa hai. Taareekh ney na tau koi short cut accept kya hai na hi koi short cut koh recorgnize kya hai.

Taareekh short cut lenay wali qaumon yah teemon yah shakhsiyat koh yaad bhi nahi rakhti.

In fact, hiqarat ki nigah seh dekhti hai.

Hamarey South Asia mein teen log hain yani Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto, Shaikh Mujibur Rehman aur Indira Gandhi jinhon nay short cuts liye. Kuchh dinoh keh liyeh woh maqbool huweh aur unki qaumon neh khushiyan manayeein. Us keh baad ka haal hum sub koh maaloom hai.

Mera khayal hai keh agar qaum isi tarah chhoti khushiyan seh faizyab ho sakti hai tau hamen chahiyeh keh siyasat daanon koh bhi TEAM20 ki tarah aik chhota sa ilaqa hukoomat karney keh liyeh deh dein.

Jub chhotay ilaqay per hukoomat karney mein kamiyab ho jayein tau T20 team ki kamiyabi ki tarha hum bhi in siyasat danoh koh mubarak baad de kar mulk ki badi team mein accept kar saktey hain. Is baat mein koi mazaeqa nahin.

Practice makes perfect!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Darya Darya Hai Aur Sahil Sahil Hai


Kehtey hain keh Darya Darya hota hai aur Sahil Sahil hota hai. Na Darya Sahil ban sakta hai aur na hi Sahil Darya .

Agar Darya Sahil ko chhoo lay toh kehtey hain keh Sailab aa jaya karta hai aur agar Sahil Darya mein utar jaye tau Qehat aa jaya karta hai.

Baat bhi kisi had tak sahi hai. Har cheez ko apna hi role ada karna chahiyeh warna garbar ghutala ho jata hai! Ha Ha Ha!

Kal, Saturday Jun 20, 2009 koh mein ney kuch ex-NEDians ki Barbecue party attend ki. New Jersey keh aik haseen picnic spot Spruce Run Reservoir mein arrange kya gya tha. Har saal isi muqaam per kya jata hai. In Ex-NEDians key liyeh yeh picnic ka ihtmimam Arshad Rizvi Sahib kya kartey hain. Hamesha sey. Eid milan party bhi woh hi arrange kartey hain. Is saal bhi karengey, unho ney bataya.

Kaayee saalhon keh baad mein ney yeh decide kya keh mein chunkeh aik Ex-NEDian bhi hoon is liyeh mujhey bhi is picnic mein shamil hona chahiyeh. Mein ney phir is dafa is picnic koh attend kiya. Bohut hi mazaah aya. Kayee sarey puraney doston seh aur siyasi saathiyon sey mulaqatein huween.

Picnic keh hi doran barish bhi shurooh ho gayee. Log bhookey thay. Iss liye barish kay bawajood barbecue karney per lagey rahey. Dilchasp manzar tha. Tasveerein lin mein ney. Chand yahan paish kar raho hoon. Aik tasvir toh mein ney apney website pkonweb.com aur phir despardes.com key photo sections per bhi lagaye hain.

Mujhey raha nahi gaya jis tarha logh barbecue karney mein masroof thay.

Kehney ka matlab yeh hai keh agar koi shakhs ya kuch log yeh baat tae kar layn keh mujhe yah hamen yeh kaam zaroor karna hai ya hona hai tau aandhi aye yah toofan, woh kaam kum o baish har soorat mein mukammal ho jata hai. Aur woh kaam waqayee ho gaya. Is picnic mein!

Barbecue was done rain or sunshine, come what may!

Azm ki baat hai aur hausley ki zaroorat hoti hai. Baaqi har cheez khud ba khud apni jagha dhoond hi leta hai.

Logon ney baarish keh bawajood barbecue chicken tikkey, bun kabab, hot dogs aur deegar items barey mazey ley ley kar banaye aur phir khaye.

Tae yeh huwa hai keh August 8 koh hum sub phir milengey.

Dekhteh hain aisa hota hai keh nahin - koi wajha nahin kay aisa naa ho. Kyun kay naa tau yahan koi load shedding hoti hai na koi pahia jaam. Sirf mausam ka dar rehta hai laikin. Siyasi mausam ka nahin asal mausam ka. Triple one brigade ka bhi nahin na 'Aye Hamarey Hum Watanon! Ka aur naa hi us mashhoor jumley ka kay ji 'Mein bhoool gaya thaa'.

Ajeeb baat hai keh is dafa mujhey Pakistan kay do trips ki aik baat bohut zyada yaad aayee.

Logon ka har waqt kehna: Aao Baith Kay Baat Kar Letey Hain (ABKBKLH).

Is picnic mein aisa koi jumla sunney mein nahin aya. Kisi ney ABKBKLHing nahin ki.

Choon kay sub kum aur baish aik hi age group kay thay is liyeh ya toau cholesterol level, sugar ki position aur blood pressure ka haal poocha ja raha tha yaa phir naukri mein ya karobar mein kya ho raha hai woh poocha ja raha tha.

Uss kay baraks Karachi mein aisay hi group ki daawat mein caroron ka ghar bananey ki baatein ho rahi theen ya caroron ka ghar bana kar us ki baatein ho rahi theen.

Farq saaf zahir hai.

Wahan paisa lifestyle hai aur yahan lifestyle hi paisa hai. Kya khayal hai aap ka?

Friday, June 12, 2009

Was Maulana Naeemi Silenced?

JUN 12 - Was Maulana Naeemi, a renowned Ahle Sunnat Barelvi anti-Taliban and anti-US cleric silenced?

The News reported today that only 48 hours before his death, while addressing “Save Pakistan Ulema Convention” in Lahore, Dr Naeemi warned that if Pakistan did not stop fighting the US war and plug the money and arms supply to the Taliban from the US, India and other countries, the country’s nuclear assets and integrity would be at stake.

Did he know too much that he needed to be silenced by the dark forces and the murky pinheads? Baitullah Mehsud's TTP (Tehrik-i-Taliban) claimed today the responsibility for the suicide bombing attack in Naeem's mosque-office after Juma prayers.

Maulana Naeemi suspected American and Indian hands behind the present Taliban insurgency and till his last breath was demanding exposing the elements responsible for directly supplying arms and money to the Taliban.

He has been a critic of the US presence in the region and opposed Gen Musharraf’s decision to shoulder the US war on terror in Afghanistan, and had to pay the price for his opposition by serving terms in prison.

Naeemi's attacker was clean-shaven, not bearded like many religious Pakistanis, reported the New York times citing the police and mosque officials who saw the attacker’s head after the blast. He appeared to be about 18 to 20 years old, the police said. They said the bomber was a resident of southern Punjab.

Naeemi followed a school of thought within Sunni Islam, the Barelvi, which is at odds with the more fundamentalist Deobandi school observed by the Taliban. In 2007, he and other clerics issued an edict against suicide bombing, saying that only the state can wage jihad, not individuals or groups such as the Taliban.

He had supported the military offensive in Swat and had termed Taliban a “stigma on Islam.” This month, he and other leading clerics led a rally in Lahore condemning the Taliban as “enemies of Islam and traitors.”

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Chaos Order (Part 1) - Pakistaniat

JUN 11 - Musharraf regime - dictatorship in nature - therefore isolated in form and substance, ended up due to lack of proper governance and public support. There may be many more reasons but I have mentioned here only the two that I felt needed to be mentioned. The results were any way disastrous as we all know.

As for the Zardari government - elected democratically though - lacks trust and credibility as many many may agree with me. Whether a Liberal or a Rightist, both have common feelings in this matter and somewhat a similar opinion on Zardari's reputation and capabilities. Some have even questioned his mental ability.

Zardari's leadership was born out of a ceaserian operation - an unborn politician was stem-celled to synthetically grow overnight into a leader-cum-deliverer for the Pakistanis. Whether he was a willing or an unwilling party to this fast-paced (some say scripted) development only history will tell and the historians will judge.

From Musharraf to Zardari, I feel, the net return on investment made by the nation has been a ZERO SUM GAME. Some may argue that the zero game encompasses all 62 years. I will agree but I do not want to take the clock backwards in my first part of musings. Another time, another day!

10 years (I am counting since 1999 when Gen Musharraf was parachuted by his colleagues onto the seat of power) the nation as a whole have grudgingly passed and we are still trekking to somewhere or no where, I don't know, do you?

The vision that we are going somewhere evokes fear of the unknown. The imagination of our destiny seems as elusive as the thought of the internet - that really a world wide web which seems to be growing and growing sucking all of us, body mind and soul, into its womb, at the same time exponentially multiplying in size and dimension, geometrically creating myriad numbers of parallel world out there. At the end of the way we have become atoms and molecules being gobbled by a big black hole.

I do not mean to scare any one but there is really it seems to me a scarry similarity in Pakistan's state of affairs and the internet. I will address this observation later.

We are now 62 years old but still discussing whether Jinnah, our nation's "only" father (The US has a set of fathers, they call them forefathers) meant Pakistan to be an Islamic (I mean Islam for governance and law) state or whether he wanted the nation to be for the Muslims (like Israel for Jews) but wished the governance of the state to be Western - where laws, statecraftship and governance are based on Greek, Roman and other ancient civilization's political and adminsitrative practices that predates Christian Bible.

The nation's biggest stake holder - the Awam - still awaits since September 11 2001 for some one or a group of leaders (like America's forefathers) to fix the bearing for our ship, define a definite course for it, so that the passengers of the ship and the ship itself can get out of the storm which has brewed in our lands - thanks to the clouds that gathered somewhere else but glided eastward in our direction.

Lack or absence or non-performance by weather pundits (read visionaries, thinkers, think-tanks, study groups, etc.) has brought us I feel to where we are now.

Our politicians and leaders, individually and collectively, are jumping around like chicken without heads - like fish out of water - like a bull in a China shop - like the Jungle ka Badshah who did what he could do best: If he was a tiger he became a leader out of strength (coup), and he ate others for breakfast, lunch and dinner. And, if he was a monkey, he became a leader out of sheer weight of numbers (democracy) and he therefore danced from one tree to another and ate whatever grew on those trees 24/7!

The role and performances of the Generals, Babus, Judges in nexus with tribal leaders did not allow anything else except for themselves. This matter has been a subject of study. Much have already been written and spoken about it.

Today, we still find ourselves in the eye of the storm, splashing the waters of the whirpool like an unwanted swimmer or more likely like a non-swimmer. The nation's psychology and the state's ship thus have both been damaged. This is the bad part.

Now the good part:

Within our damaged psychology, mind, body and bodypolitik, in our stem-cells, veins, blood, bones, flesh et all, there still remains our good DNAs, fresh stem-cells, good blood, living cells, working veins and active neurons that can be beaded together like a string of pearls and then harnessed, multiplied, worn, exhibited, touted, demonstrated, so we - the nation - as a whole can rise, elevate its self-esteem and create a trait, super goal, a super value- call it Pakistaniat - just as Americans say: It is "un-American" OR It is "American".

All things good out there are American! American has been created as an adjective. For example loving anmals is American. Loving life is too. Temper management is American too. Not touching each other is American too. Enjoying life is American too. Take all values - they are all American. Why not part of Pakistaniat? Why can't Pakistaniat become an adjective? It is simple but powerful. Stand on it and we may be able to move the world.

This is that strategic depth that we really need - not just a friendly Afghanistan on our Western border as our strategic depth. That is horizontal and only just one plane in the holistic dimension of existentialism.

Vertically, even if it is only by the word of our mouth, by single murmers if neccessary, we need to create out there a mammoth reverberation of a set of those values which are based on simple common sense and evoke ownership of the good parts and elements of our traditions, customs, and history.

We need to reclaim ownership of our two histories: Cultural and Religious. Combination of both by permutation, extrapolation and interpolation will create Pakistaniat.

This will automatically evolve into a powerful, a peaceful but a strong proud nation where religion as an issue or for that matter all other issues will only be a part of the whole called Pakistaniat and not Pakistaniat itself.

To be continued...

Sunday, June 7, 2009

"Know Yourself" Maliha!

Had lunch with my daughter Maliha this Sunday at Sahara Restaurant, in downtown New Brunswick, NJ. We visit this eatout frequently. The food is excellent - Mediterranean Cuisine with a Turkish twist. And the ambiance is cool, has an informal setup, very close to Rutgers University where my son is studying. Me and Maliha love the place.

The young and pretty girl waiter was from Turkey having come to USA to "learn English". Wonder if any Pakistani would ever get a visa to come to USA just to "learn English. Ha Ha Ha!

I guess you have to be like Turkey - to get there. Our establishment and "moderate politicians" are working on it though. While the establishment seems to be doing so unwillingly, the 'moderate politicians' have no choice but to be gung ho about it. It is a matter of their survival.

Even if we become another Turkey I doubt if we will still be able to come to the USA "just to learn English". I think you need to be 'kinda European' to get there. And frankly speaking we are not nor can we become one ever. It is but true that politics and "strategic interests' can create any kind of rule sets for an effective period. May be new rules will let Pakistanis come to USA just to learn English. Time will tell though.

By the way the girl, whose name is Gul, had something tattooed on her left arm that caught my imagination. I took its picutre and asked her what it meant. Gul said it meant "Know Yourself" in Spanish. I Blackberried it here even though Maliha made a face.

My daughter and me have a cultural "no fly zone" in between us. I am still draped in a Pakistani flag. And she is counting her beans, loves New York, won't move out anywhere else, but she is a pure ABCD, I mean an "American Born Confused Desi". I am very positive that she knows she is a ABCD, but she never talks about it with me though. Some day she may talk about it in her own style and manner. There is nothing wrong being an ABCD if you can make the best out of it. After all look at Obama. He got there, did it. Yes we all can too!

Love you Maliha!

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Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Chinese Cobbler at Brooklyn China Town

A Chinese-American cobbler has his tools and gadgets setup on the sidewalk, waiting for a customer and as he sees me taking his picture, he smiles...

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Live Turtles at Brooklyn China Town

Me and my friend Amin went to Brooklyn China Town (similar to Manhattan's China Town but smaller in size and traffic) to buy Tilapia and Shrimp. We have had enough of bihari kabab, barbecue chicken boti and tikka over the weekend and we felt we needed a break. At one of the fish stores I saw live Turtles. They were big but how do you cook and eat them?

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Pineapples...1971

In one of the veggie and grocery stores at the Brooklyn China Town I came across Lichhies. Remembered Bangladesh and reminded me of those good old days when life was golden and so was sonar Bangladesh. I loved licchhies and pineapples. In fact having migrated to Pakistan in 1971, I wrote a poem reminiscing life and time in Bangladesh - then East Pakistan.

Here is one of the poems - my reflection on what was going on politically wrong there. I remember some of the events still stuck in my memory lane as BIG NUGGETS. Mujib's amazing power to rally the East Pakistanis. Bhutto's equally articulate opposition to Mujib's sudden rise to power and popularity and of course Yahya's images on TV and in newspapers as a half-drunk incompu who didn't know what he was doing.

The rest is history which still has not been really written.

Pineapples...1971

You! Take him away.
Take him away before I break his limbs;
He's shattered me,
Have sat for days waiting n chanting
'Pineapples for Sale'
but him...playing poccolo to impress
the foreigner's date;

Take him away!
Before I break his fate.

Live Frogs at Brooklyn China Town

At a Chinese fish store in China Town in Brooklyn, NY, I saw live frogs for sale...They were stacked in a crate. They were big and the storekeeper said they were well fed and fresh!
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