Friendly Neighbour 2/2

 Pakistan is a true friend.  It has always come up in support of its friends.  It has helped friends by handing over its land, military bases, ports, mineral wealth, whatever money is left (in terms of payment of interest on loans) and even women. It has forfeited the future of it’s own citizens for the higher aim. No other country could even imagine doing that. 

Going out of the way, it has supported their belief, barring just two (Uighurs & Ahmadiyyas), throughout the world.  It has not shied away from damaging it’s own property to prove how much the injustice means to it. It has even motivated, trained and sent its citizens to fight wars all around the world for the sake of its faith. The reason for this altruistic approach is because of its magnanimous Leadership which truly believes in one world concept. Due to their unwavering guidance Pakistan doesn’t discriminate and believe in boundaries. It expect humans to be free to move across countries and continents and spread its message of peace and brotherhood. Even in copulation, it has urged its populace not to distinguish between Male, female, child and animals too. Due its spiritual training this is one of few  countries, where weak and poor willingly give away their worldly possessions to strong and rich. The teachings of one must suffer on this earth to enjoy in heaven are followed religiously by almost all its citizens. It has instilled true faith and scientific thinking through vocational education in its widespread network of technical schools. With blatant disregard to personal wellbeing and survival instinct, so many events requiring discipline and intelligence are carried out flawlessly across the globe by these faithfuls. 

No other country is so selfless and helpful. I wonder why is it not treated well. I’m sure it must be heartbroken for getting cold shoulder after so much sacrifice. We as the rest of shameless world must recognise its commitment and relentless effort in uniting us against itself. If only rest of us could be less selfish and more transparent,  this world would have been even more exciting place.

End Note: Pakistan is like Jai of Sholay. Very helpful and who laid down his life for his friend. Alas, it couldn’t find Viroo. All its so called Viroos seem to ditch it during crisis. Thus, it is searching for Dhanno now, which will save it when the time comes and also get itself trained for all the hoors.

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