Times in Pakistan are tough. Things were never great but they were never this bad either. There weren’t as many incidents ofviolence, so many hours of load shedding or such high prices of food and electricity. And in our fast paced downward spiral, we have lost our sense of being one nation. Its each man and woman for himself or herself. Its the only way to survive. And in the pursuit of survival we will lie, cheat, steal, trample on others, cut corners and take the low road as often as possible to get to destination mere survival.
And in this Darwinian quest for survival we have become jaded and sarcastic and conditioned to believe the worst about those around us. Idealism, morality, humanity - seem like hollow buzzwords - such noble sentiments having been beaten out of us by circumstance. On those rare occasions, when we are confronted with selfless displays of courage and nationalism; we tend to scoff at them and dismiss them as either political rhetoric or utterly naive insanity.
But this story about Captain Najam Riaz made me stop in my jaded tracks and led me to believe that maybe there is hope for the future.
