WICKED GAMES ‘BASTARDS’ PLAY
CANNOT UNDO THE SPIRIT OF PAKISTAN
Progressive Islam is in our blood
When Angel Gabriel (positive force not understood by present state of knowledge) delivered the Quran to our Prophet Muhammed (May the peace and blessings of Allah be upon him), it was for all humankind. Allah had given the first essential of life that is FREEDOM OF CHOICE to humans, that Allah has not given to any other being. Allah even gave Man the right to rebel against Allah himself. What beauty of Allah’s personality, that we find expressed in the 99 names Allah has revealed to us. The ultimate and infinite POWER, willing to accept dissent, so that all those who follow will follow (Salat) with their free will. Al-hamd-o-llilah!
The people of Pakistan believed in Allah, and when Dr Allama Iqbal brought the renaissance, they knew what it meant. A return to the pristine qualities of Islam, by negating a thousand years of the nonsense preached by Mullahs in the name of Islam. Pakistanis rallied to the call of the Quaid-e-Azam to bring the rule of Allah down to Earth and to enlighten their lives, by erasing exploitation of man by man.
By hiring a few thousand people in Pakistan, luring them with the traditional ‘wine and women’ as well as haughtiness of power (rats wanting to feel like lions), the wicked game of foreign lobbies is to undo our dream, by instilling in us, to erase the spirit of Pakistan. People who do not know the name of their father, how can they know what loyalty and heritage is! Such cheapness, such vulgarity is as repulsive as what we feel when a lizard enters our room. Natural aversion.
These eunuchs we see strutting with big guns in bid to be men are shameless creatures, swinging like barbarians, in trying to undo civilizations. Love of our Prophet is in our veins, and who can take it out from the people of Pakistan. NO ONE AT ALL!
The resilience of Pakistan and of Pakistanis, you may have imagined, but you have not seen under stress. Each opposition makes us stronger. The Rulers are trying to starve us, but that is why we have the month of Ramazan, to test our endurance of lack of food by fasting itself. We have become the most rowdy in the traffic jungle of Pakistan, but when we bow down in front of Allah in a mosque, our line is exemplary straight. And when war is thrusted upon us as in 1965, our unity is beyond its definition itself.
Unity, Faith and Discipline may be testing us, but at the back of our minds, they are still there.