Born for a kiss

EVERYONE IS BORN FOR A KISS… every individual deserves to get one!

Among the two psyches, introverts and extroverts- people like more of the extroverts because of their being more expressive. They are more confident and social and hence, when it comes to better communication skills- extroverts proves to be real experts. This means, a free expression of any feeling is worth an appreciation and if done so in a frill paste on an impression.

Now, the skill is to say it all as beautifully as possible in order to portray the best out of one. And with an esteem to stay captivating, there are endless possibilities of gestures decorating the speech. So the thing is, if one needs to be entitled as orator and inspiratory brain- there probably is a great deal with hypocrisy, biasness and lie. Because unfortunately; reality bites and it never bites soft.

Thence, the thought occupying business is of opting one of the two things. It can only either be a realistic bite or a honey coated impression which may or may not be as positive towards one in origin. The feelings must not be hurt and the hypocrisy ultimately has to eat up the bond anyways. So, it is usually desires in a more dramatic manner which is, honesty coated in sugars.

Despite of any fear of rejection, which for instance doesn’t exist, a single owes to be given some kind words with some hugs and kisses if cooperated.

 Do you have some equaling response too?

Not always is the most probable response.

Why?

Not everyone deserves to get some nice of you!

Ahhh… what a lovely possible approach but seems like more confined to angels. Everyone needs to experience and make mistakes and then learn to be better and in doing so must underestimate or detain anyone else. So, that’s a case for all. And if so, there don’t breathe any angels. Here, the point is simple- perfection is merely a dream chased by almost everyone. Only, while make it a desire, the self-analysis is dumped somewhere not important.

That’s a straight ending story of every soul. There are no twin brains and not each one of equally educated and understandable towards everything. Therefore, there is least possibility of never getting hurt by anyone ever. Consequently, a knowledgeable brain can comprehend the best communication and expression indifferent to the idea of introverts and extroverts.

Conveyance isn’t a subject to be taught but a sense to grab. Don’t make one feel like the way you don’t want for yourself. It’s protecting your heart more than protecting anyone else’s. Language is complicated and use can be deadly. Imprinting your perception on others is the foulest of any approach and results into the worst of any conflicts.

There is a general sense for everyone. Talk according to a person’s attitude because not everyone eats the same. Expression of ideas is not as important as securing the person in front of you. This is an unavoidable task because the world is round and we must encounter each other now or then but YES! So, imagery is significant at one hand but a successful proceeding with people is nevertheless more of a requirement at other.

Love do begets love but love is an incomplete posture.

In honour of Pakistani Rogues

This is not merely a piece of paper rather a fine slip made by police upon a deadly and very threatening 23 years old terrorist, whose motor bike was detained while he went out early in the morning to get some vegetables for the lunch time, and saved the very day from devastation.

The words should not miss an appeal to honour the untiring and longed efforts Pakistani Police make day and night to cope up with the security issues and establishing the peace by capturing dangerous evils in the society. Pakistan has critically engaged the police to hawk nose every touch-and-go in order to maintain the law and order as well as security risks. For the reason, a lot of actions are being taken and there is a huge picture drawn out of the remarkable performance portraying heart taking stories throughout all provinces.

          The Khyber Pakhtunkhwa police in this regard has also announced that all non-registered or vehicles without a number plate would be ceased as they fear that the terrorist use such vehicles to move and accomplish their targets.

So, it was another morning when this young chap even having the registration papers (which are only issued on an NIC) was stopped by the police. When it comes to security issues, population does cooperate therefore the bike was left in the police station. It was by 6:30 until there was no case by then suddenly an FIR-188 was placed on it with a fine of 500 rupees because it was pre-assumed that the biker is just a simple citizen and cannot hang the police on such an irresponsible act.

            In an under-developed and very close to bankrupt state like Pakistan today has a common history of such lame incidents faced by individuals. People have made up their mind that police is meant to get money no matter how. There is an unending debate on how the organization and system gets with it but, in a synchronized way there came a new phase of story that revived a massive concern of all since long.

Fortunately, when a senior of the young man inquired the reason of holding the registered bike, a relevant junior employee in the police station morosely explained the truth that the SHO has directed the station’s maid to work in his house under government pay and I have unfortunately hired a new one to manage things here. How would I pay him if I won’t detain and fine people’s vehicles? That was quite hilarious as well as stupid enough to be angered at.

Later on, when the boy intend to visit the local court to submit the fine, he encountered on his way, a policeman riding on a bike without number. That was a serious concern because it is absolutely an easy task to grab a uniform from any local market and move. There hasn’t been a technology introduced yet that can alarm in on a real or fake policeman and one with a vehicle without registration could possibly be a fake one?

This is not the end. One of the very senior official under whose vigilance and planning all orders are being taken into consideration is so loyal and capable that his family and relatives enjoys most of their domestic employees from police department like driver, cook, guards etc. The unfortunate thing is, the tree top is burnt from quite some time therefore expecting some check and balance would just be lunacy.

And on a short note and not the last one, the police stations are given targets to hold, cease or detain certain number of vehicles in a day, to fulfill which they do whatever possible no matter legal or illegal. And only those can secure themselves from such poorness who have some hard resources to squabble with the police. This develops the most probable understanding of how the terrorist get succeeded in their aims with bringing in and out everything they need for heavy destructions.

The forsaken love

Like the rest of the afternoons, the bell rang and it was him- once again. She quickly ran in the drawing room which is always lonely except at the time of visitors or when her father offers his daily prayers. It was dark due to heavy curtains and enclosed design, so she hid behind a sofa.

He after sometime, came to the entrance of the drawing room and called her name. She held her breath like a dead body. He like many other times, called twice for he knew it is one of the places to find her when she is found nowhere else. He waited for a minute or so and then tapped his feet as if he is leaving. This was an old trick which he applied to make her satisfied that he is gone and when she came out, he grabbed her for his filthy giddying. But, she had learnt and remained silent for more than longer until her elder sister called and she rushed out towards her in her room to protect herself.

Youcef was a 17 years old, very fat, dark and ugly Christian boy whose mother used to work in people’s houses. Amongst those was this, where he had found this three year’s old little girl Sara to get amusement from. She was very pretty, innocent and shy girl born in a Pakhtun family of Pakistan. Pakhtuns are known for their strictness, stubbornness, religiousness and conservativeness but with an expanded fame of hospitality for their guests. Sara has known her origin and the atmosphere she has to be brought up in.

Despite of this, or perhaps Youcef was too brutal for her- she had known all her limits even in this very young age. She has known how her father has treated them, all with too much of love but in the most respectable manner. Daughters are never asked to or made to sit on laps, hugged tightly, kissed or bitten. They were taken care with reverence, politely and with delicacy of their being. There was a natural shyness that kept her reserved but Youcef definitely has studied that well. Knowing all a satin must know of, Youcef never failed to find her playing with her self-made characters from tooth brushes in any peaceful corner of her house and have taken his benefit. He was huge and very powerful for this girl and has threatened her with physical strength as well as mental.

What could a three year’s old Sara have known of a man and his lust? The bone breaking hugs, wet bites on skin and something rubbing between her legs, which was not worth an understanding or even feeling? But Youcef knew his game. He has told her very offensively that if she spoke, resisted or didn’t obey him- he would tell her father that she does all the dirty things with him and he being a Pakhtun would discard her like a piece of shit. She has known the customs of her cast but more of her father, who was like a manly-god to her. She couldn’t tolerate her father getting hurt by knowing what occurred to her rather suffered just to save an unknown prestige.

All she could do was to make every possible attempt to save herself from that beast. And it wasn’t too late until she rescued herself completely but for a three year’s old child, only the once was the enough of the last. She knew that she was innocent and has nothing to do with what Youcef was trying to make her enjoy. The only helplessness was the name of her father upon which she couldn’t bear a word. Who must be spared from anything he doesn’t like. Her father if known to anything of it would have simply killed Youcef but at the stake of his own life!

Youcef might have gone ahead but until he tried to convince her politely to cooperate with him and enjoy the pleasure of getting something rubbed to her, she had learnt to confront him with terror. The ugly fat boy, who used to torment her with force was only in few attempts and after some hide and seek was clarified that in case of anymore proceeding, she personally would tell everything to her father and he would see Youcef himself. The spoken confrontation alert him enough that it can be none but an end to his breath if became serious.

A three year’s old, passed three more decades of her life just on the value of learning from this single very experience. An experience that has not yet entered her body, penetrated or molested her soul but bruised her so badly that made her a fierce animal in her own existence. She could tear a man into pieces no matter how humble, honest and loving approach he make. There was one simple rule she has developed- the understanding of how much a man wants to touch and feel a woman for his interest. The very sacred desire of an individual to own a woman of his choice has been nullified by Sara because of her fearful childhood.

She has known physical bonding, its requirement or importance, the feelings of possession but something inside her was broken when her innocence was not even ripen enough to tolerate the sarcasm of life. She has denied the truth of sharing and making love, drawing a boundary around her to confront every approach. No words, gestures or emotions could have tilted her heart to accept that she is a beautiful woman and can be desired and loved just for being the way she is. And there was no one on earth to feel what she felt and perceive what she think to understand how loneliness has surrounded her so deeply and intensely. She has died in front of everyone in the most unknown way.

 

 

The moving war

Mullah Muhammad Umar, the founder of Afghan Taliban movement in 1979 has been proudly announce as dead after an international media organization claimed to have some leaked information. This news has not been taken quite as an uproar for it’s been more than three decades to the discussions of terror and its developers. Just like Osama Bin Laden, Mullah Umar has lost its grip and the so assumed disintegration among the retaliating groups, segregated sections and tussling agendas, there is an end to a story.

In this overview, for instance if it is just made sure that Mullah Umar has died and which is before three years; why did the Taliban shu'ra announced it after the media disclosed it?

And yes! What a fortunate new lead that comes ahead with such a wonderful maneuver that each attack claimed dozen of lives at other end along with dozens of Afghan Army men to surrender and join Taliban. Along with this, considerable resources are consistently being captured and the new form of Taliban movement entitle as Al-Qaida Indian Sub-continent (AQIS) is showing even further an frequent moves of war.

Taking it as mere and lame thought, the pinching and screwing thing is that…

·       Mullah Umar, not long before, stated that he doesn’t care anymore if America or NATO leaves Afghanistan or not? Because we kept denying the attack on twin towers but none heard and destroyed Afghanistan. Now, we will move along the mode of war extending to other areas. This is very sensible as AOIS's latest updates are very much up from the Syria, Yemen and surroundings.

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The developmental and dramatized terror made by the Western forces in the name of Afghans and Pakhtun has been shattered as the AQIS’s communication language for media has been viewed in Hindi, Arabic, Chechen, Pashto and others as well. This shows the community oriented perception of defense among people believing and defending certain ideology.

·       The discrimination between the Afghan Mujahedeen called as Taliban and the terrorist financed by regional powers trying to dominate deterrence, has been cleared. The yesterday's rocket attack from Afghanistan in Khyber Agency Pakistan, killing four soldiers and wounding equal proves it well, how neighbour's government is playing its part in regional military coups.

AQIS has nothing to do with ISIS as they are combating against the so introduced ISIS group in Afghanistan which is evidence to the fact that the whole thing scorned as Jihad by the Muslims is a complete response to deadly attacks by the non-Muslim forces and must not have occurred ever if Afghanistan would never have been attacked.

·       Lastly but worth a share is, this war is an unending fusion of blood and will keep on moving to each and every grain of soil where there is humanity, though depending on how fast the evil attitude prevails. This means, if you want to stop facing death, stop financing wars with mouth and money. Because, it knows not east only and the insane think tanks won’t remain immortal to save its race.

Internationally Displaced People (IDPs)

People internally displaced in any specific territory of the world due to insurgencies or national disasters are IDP’s known to every individual born on earth; but there is a section suffered through the same though adverse circumstances well attributed as internationally displaced People. Yes, the IDP’s of FATA.

We all know the worn out story of Afghan war and the developmental proxy wars indulging the neighbouring states now and then. Pakistan in this context has played key role in fact remained an active content of the whole story. This has changed the face of FATA being used as the only strategic tool of war and relative matters and today we see the sufferings of FATA being humiliated with the tag “nest of militants”.

Militancy in its core nature is an absolute and appropriate word to define what FATA could beget in return to all manipulations it has gone through. People of FATA were just any normal mountain tribal men but the proxies wars turned them into aggressive combats fighting for the cause of being accepted as human as the rest of the world is. The misuse of innocence of “Taliban”- the seeker; was benefitted to its full but the inevitable aftermaths of militancy were ignored, which now have shown its sparkling rise.

Operation in FATA to confront this militancy in association to international support can considerably be appreciated but it cannot be comprehended as a success until the end because the disturbance it has created isn’t temporary or regionally rather internationally displaced population. The breaking of social set up in FATA has messed up everything so badly that has provoked new challenges that requires quite a time to be tangible whereas the more it will prolong, the worse would it make this international displacement of beings.

International powers have always shown serious concern on operating FATA by the security forced, declaring the stance of stopping and security world altogether. They have portrayed a general impact that FATA is the birthplace of militants that are friends to none in the world hence it is very important to destroy them for security and peace of the globe. Unfortunately, people with rapid advancements in their lives have become more brainless, thoughtless and vigilant. They believe what they are told instead of probing the measured processes. The militancy dreamt to be detached from the soils is handled in such a way that it would only change the form of this well caused force. However, the face would be radicalization non-restricted to a limited area.

The people of FATA going through the most difficult of their survival even after sacrificing possibly everything are surviving more like animals and the hope of any improvement or rehabilitation for a proper life is invisible. These people especially the infant’s eyes won’t forget the hecatomb at their ends and later the spoiling of assets in their name. And when it comes to survival, even the discrimination of right and wrong become so blurred that the results are only fatal.

The infrastructure has flattened down, the financial string has been broken, education is an unfamiliar term and morality is killed in FATA. A mountainous land that already lacked facilitated lifestyle turned into a burned jungle. The tribesmen scattered all over the state even expanding towards Afghanistan can’t be adjusted so easily. All they seek is their home place which needs development. It probably can be disregarded casually but these are the tools of the wars hence, are well aware of their use.

FATA is not a national issue, because it has fought for others. If the world it has dealt for won’t built it back, it won’t let the world live either. It’s a precious perception for every living, to think and act for it. To stop the disappointed and shattered souls of FATA, it is essential to bring back the life to them. This is the only way with which they can be stopped from moving further and retaliating in avenging the devastation to their lovely lives. There is no option left but the Rehabilitation of FATA.