Protest against the deaths of victims in Cold Storage in Airport

We attended a protest on Saturday at the Karachi Press Club. The protest was organized by the eminent anchor Jibran Nasir and it called for the resignation of the CM and all the officials responsible for the brutal deaths of the people in the Cold Storage in the Karachi Airport amid the terror attacks there.

When we reached there, we were sad to see the actual turnout in comparison with the so called social media warriors who had claimed that they will attend the protests. But sadly we all know that historically the path of truth is walked by a minority only and that trend was evident in the protest. Out of the staggering number of 3600 people who said they will attend the protest I guess there were only around a hundred or more people who actually attended in the sweltering heat of Karachi.

A screenshot of the number of attendees who had claimed that they will attend the protest

This is a sad reality, that even though you might like the cause while sitting in your comfortable home and commenting it on social media, but you are so desensitized and inhuman that you still prefer the comfort of your own home. 

 Protesters at the Karachi Press Club

Then, we blame our government and everyone that this country is in doldrums. You have no right to complain if you choose the side of silence and do not act on your words. Yes I am angry at your silence and the love of comfort. I hope none of you ever see the stark realities which were told by the victim’s families.

To view the collage of the protest please click here.

My Love Affair with Truth

The manifestation of truth to oneself comes in different forms. These forms depend upon the perception and the environment in which the truth seeker has been brought up and which he or she intends to change.

My manifestation of truth and the realization of my soul came in the form of my arch enemy: money. I have always had an attachment to money, even though I was brought up in a middle class background, where my parents worked very hard to get me a good education.

However, the attachment to material things built up as I compared myself to more affluent classes, rather than being thankful for what I have. This usual comparison has been embedded in my subconscious for so long that it now feels a part of me.

Should I embrace this part or let it go, for the contradiction of letting oneself go may also be tantamount to suppression of my animal instinct of acquisition and power. Will I really let myself go or will I grow as a person when I embrace other parts of me?

This is the battle in my heart which I want to win. For it is only when I cleanse the soul, that I can see my true inner self. The self that hides beneath layers and layers of tyranny, hatred and oppression. I guess it is only through photographs that I can help gain a better understanding of myself, for I have learnt one thing that photos help me keep my equilibrium in my constant struggle between satisfying my soul and the accumulation of wealth.