**BREAKING NEWS**: The sound of, what seems to be a massive explosion, was heard in the elite locality of Defence in Karachi this evening. Residents from near-by areas were reported to have run outside their houses in panic, some of whom were of the notion that the city had been hit by a strong earthquake. The cause of the explosion has not been verified as yet, but our channel will bring you the latest as we receive more.
**UPDATE**: We're sorry to inform you that it wasn't an explosion; it seems that Meera Ji was shooting an action scene for her up-coming, soon-to-be-a-flop movie " My Sweet 16: Meera ki Jawaani".
I bet you're a little disappointed.
You know you are.
Sex. Drugs. Rock n Roll. Islam. Fuck. Religion. Bastard. Veena Malik.
Wait, wait, wait. Is this a game of Identify-the-odd-ones-out? Unfortunately, no. You're probably gearing up to read a blasphemous piece of writing. Are your freshly-washed turbans and Qurans out? Have your five, previously relaxed, senses suddenly sprung in to action, ready to catch and devour anything that may repel them? Well then, I'm really sorry for having to say that you will require none of the above.
I just like doodling sometimes.
I bet you're a little disappointed.
You know you are.
In shocking news, twenty-five montessori children were reported missing during a field trip after their van crashed in to a tree on a national highway in Karachi . There has been no word on their whereabouts for the past thirty-six hours; the driver, who is also a suspect in this case, is on the loose; people who live around the Lyari area are requested to notify the police if they have any further information. The suspect, it was been found, has a criminal record. Kidnapping and/or murder are most likely in this situation.
Oh no, wait. Sorry. We found them. They were at school. There was no field trip.
I bet you're a little disappointed.
You know you are.
So, what am I doing here, possibly offending most of you?
Pakistan has turned in to a really messed up version of an action/thriller/horror movie-gone-bad. The more twists and turns the more pop-corn is stuffed into greedy movie-goers' mouths. The more the gore, the more the "Hai Allah!" moments. The more "mystery" and "Astaghfirullah!" sputtering opportunities, the more the release of ever-ready adrenaline. We've become so used to, "Well, it can't be worse than this", that when it's not worse than "that", we've already readied ourselves by lowering our standards and raising our expectations. But is it our fault? Are we to blame?
What happened after the Air Blue flight crashed on the 28th of July 2010? Our television sets were saturated with disturbing images of the demolished aircraft, of the victims' family members mourning in the "sanctity" of their homes. Our media took the added step of invading the privacies of numerous families during their times of rightful grieving. They bombarded them with mounds of personal (and hurtful, in my opinion) questions. "Aap ki beti kaisi thein?", "Kya aap unn ko miss kareein gi?", "Kya hum unn ka janaza film kar saktay hain?"
And HOW can I forget the cute, little animated Air Blue plane that was repeatedly being blown up on the bottom left hand-side of the Geo News channel? I like cherries on top of my cakes. I enjoy animated versions of disasters too (How did you find out, Geo?).
This is just one example of how the media plays a large hand in numbing us to things/events which should make us uncomfortable. Each and every day, we're invited to sit through pictures and videos of violence, death and gore- to name a few. Being human, how can we remain unaffected?
Times have gone from bad to worse. It's reached a point now where we don't even notice how bad "bad" was and how much worse "worse" is now. A bomb blast is no big deal. "Acha haan, aaj zara bomb phatta tha. Coffee peenay chalna hai?". It's all the same. Happens everyday. We think it's normal when it's actually border-line pathological.
I admit that this piece may be a sweeping generalisation. I'm sure there are many people out there who are as sensitive to, for example, bomb blasts, as they ever were before. I'm also sure there are scores of people who will read this article and wholeheartedly disagree with my point of view (and legitimately so). However, my concern here is bolstered by day-to-day reactions to events that have become recurring patterns. These "events", along with the media's performance, are numbing us to pain which should, essentially, make us scream in agony. Having said that, I do not discount reality itself. We can't hide from it or deny it's existence. How long can we turn a blind eye to things which other people, who have not been as lucky as some of us, have had to face? How long will the fairy tale last for us? It's everywhere. The fear of stepping out of your own house. The new-found stopping-at-traffic-lights-phobia (we should find that a name now). The need to hire guards to escort you to public gatherings. The fearful feeling when a police officer signals you to pull over at night?
I have a problem with the fact that Pakistanis are becoming more and more robotic with each passing day. There seems to be of a more pursuit for "sensationalism" rather than for "sensation". My concern lies in the threat that our children will be "born this way". I worry about us becoming insensitive and callous to . I'm distressed imagining a day when human life and suffering will mean nothing to us. I fear losing us losing our selves.
But what's the solution?
I wish I knew. To be honest.
**UPDATE**: We're sorry to inform you that it wasn't an explosion; it seems that Meera Ji was shooting an action scene for her up-coming, soon-to-be-a-flop movie " My Sweet 16: Meera ki Jawaani".I bet you're a little disappointed.
You know you are.
Sex. Drugs. Rock n Roll. Islam. Fuck. Religion. Bastard. Veena Malik.
Wait, wait, wait. Is this a game of Identify-the-odd-ones-out? Unfortunately, no. You're probably gearing up to read a blasphemous piece of writing. Are your freshly-washed turbans and Qurans out? Have your five, previously relaxed, senses suddenly sprung in to action, ready to catch and devour anything that may repel them? Well then, I'm really sorry for having to say that you will require none of the above.
I just like doodling sometimes.
I bet you're a little disappointed.
You know you are.
In shocking news, twenty-five montessori children were reported missing during a field trip after their van crashed in to a tree on a national highway in Karachi . There has been no word on their whereabouts for the past thirty-six hours; the driver, who is also a suspect in this case, is on the loose; people who live around the Lyari area are requested to notify the police if they have any further information. The suspect, it was been found, has a criminal record. Kidnapping and/or murder are most likely in this situation.
Oh no, wait. Sorry. We found them. They were at school. There was no field trip.
I bet you're a little disappointed.
You know you are.
So, what am I doing here, possibly offending most of you?
Pakistan has turned in to a really messed up version of an action/thriller/horror movie-gone-bad. The more twists and turns the more pop-corn is stuffed into greedy movie-goers' mouths. The more the gore, the more the "Hai Allah!" moments. The more "mystery" and "Astaghfirullah!" sputtering opportunities, the more the release of ever-ready adrenaline. We've become so used to, "Well, it can't be worse than this", that when it's not worse than "that", we've already readied ourselves by lowering our standards and raising our expectations. But is it our fault? Are we to blame?
What happened after the Air Blue flight crashed on the 28th of July 2010? Our television sets were saturated with disturbing images of the demolished aircraft, of the victims' family members mourning in the "sanctity" of their homes. Our media took the added step of invading the privacies of numerous families during their times of rightful grieving. They bombarded them with mounds of personal (and hurtful, in my opinion) questions. "Aap ki beti kaisi thein?", "Kya aap unn ko miss kareein gi?", "Kya hum unn ka janaza film kar saktay hain?"
And HOW can I forget the cute, little animated Air Blue plane that was repeatedly being blown up on the bottom left hand-side of the Geo News channel? I like cherries on top of my cakes. I enjoy animated versions of disasters too (How did you find out, Geo?).
This is just one example of how the media plays a large hand in numbing us to things/events which should make us uncomfortable. Each and every day, we're invited to sit through pictures and videos of violence, death and gore- to name a few. Being human, how can we remain unaffected?
Times have gone from bad to worse. It's reached a point now where we don't even notice how bad "bad" was and how much worse "worse" is now. A bomb blast is no big deal. "Acha haan, aaj zara bomb phatta tha. Coffee peenay chalna hai?". It's all the same. Happens everyday. We think it's normal when it's actually border-line pathological.
I admit that this piece may be a sweeping generalisation. I'm sure there are many people out there who are as sensitive to, for example, bomb blasts, as they ever were before. I'm also sure there are scores of people who will read this article and wholeheartedly disagree with my point of view (and legitimately so). However, my concern here is bolstered by day-to-day reactions to events that have become recurring patterns. These "events", along with the media's performance, are numbing us to pain which should, essentially, make us scream in agony. Having said that, I do not discount reality itself. We can't hide from it or deny it's existence. How long can we turn a blind eye to things which other people, who have not been as lucky as some of us, have had to face? How long will the fairy tale last for us? It's everywhere. The fear of stepping out of your own house. The new-found stopping-at-traffic-lights-phobia (we should find that a name now). The need to hire guards to escort you to public gatherings. The fearful feeling when a police officer signals you to pull over at night?
I have a problem with the fact that Pakistanis are becoming more and more robotic with each passing day. There seems to be of a more pursuit for "sensationalism" rather than for "sensation". My concern lies in the threat that our children will be "born this way". I worry about us becoming insensitive and callous to . I'm distressed imagining a day when human life and suffering will mean nothing to us. I fear losing us losing our selves.
But what's the solution?
I wish I knew. To be honest.
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