Nowadays the whole world is connected to each other through news. And as soon as you pick up the TV or mobile phone, all kinds of news start flooding in. And we all believe that today we rarely hear good news and usually only heartbreaking information. have existed
While living in such conditions, a person gradually begins to lose his sensitivity to these matters.
And in general, if any such news reaches the ears, it stays in the mind a little.
It is very rare that an event enters the ears and takes the path to the heart and then exits through the eyes.
When we were very young children, our father was very fond of us doing all the things generally considered men’s sports. Archery, riding even bareback, walking and swimming.
Other hobbies fell behind due to age and circumstances, but swimming sustained us for a long time. Since a long period of childhood was spent in a rural town, time and opportunities were available for such hobbies.
Ms. Bano Qudsia says that some days they have a strange characteristic, sometimes they grow very tall. And sometimes it shrinks to very small.
Friends may disagree, but I know that 35 + 35 minutes of 2-page Physics and Maths would probably cover weeks and sometimes the entire hour-long episode of Al-Aleelah in moments. was passing
Well, in small towns and villages, the speed of time is very slow.
And while we lived there, we never felt the lack of time, truth and peace. In those days we used to swim in open water with father. And sometimes, against their will, they held their noses and took a deep dive. He was always very fond of water and our mother used to call fish in love and angry frog always living in water.
Well, it’s about those days when Pani’s friendship we reached a distance of many years and after many years we met Pani on the beach in a very beautiful country and for the first time we felt that just a little water deeper. It happens that we start to feel very anxious. It was a very strange feeling and after a few years of us and the water meeting, we felt that maybe our friendship was over.
I thought a lot but I didn’t understand any reason.
There is a principle of nature that when a question is asked, the answer is bound to come. sometimes late sometimes early.
Apart from farming in a backward area like South Punjab, the most popular job is to go to Saudi Arabia, Dubai. And by going there and working hard, the fate of not only oneself but also the family changes over the years.
3 roles are very important to complete this answer.
A person who wants to go to Dubai, an agent and a launch.
People half-dead from hunger and unemployment gladly took a loan and sat in the launch with the help of an agent who would take them to an invisible land of gold. There was real time and in those days the launches were loud, the agents honest, the people tough and the sea borders weak. All these people would jump into the sea just before the shore of the foreign country, swim the rest of the sea and hide on the shoreline.
Usually there were people like them sneaking them into town. There was real time, even if there were no papers, the sponsor would pay the full salary. And so gradually these people would also make paper there, on the way back they would wear a gold watch on their hands, shiny bags in their hands and buy CD 70s as soon as they came and went on vacation.
They were honest and hardworking people, they built houses by saving money, brothers got married and parents went to Hajj and Umrah.
A widowed wife had gold bracelets on her arm and the orphaned children of a living father rode around on motorbikes.
Gradually, like any profession, the honesty in this system became less and less.
Clumsy and greedy agents entered the fray and these family sponsors began to gamble their lives away on cheap flimsy launches. In the same days, the incidents of sinking of the launch began to appear. Even the bodies of those who drowned do not come back. Because they needed money to bring the dead and the last tika had already been given to the agent. The dead can never say anything, but those who survived drowning would surely return and report the horrors of the water.
As time went by, employment in Dubai, Saudi Arabia also started to be limited and so these things became somewhat cold.
We thought that death by water or future war was the destiny of only the people of South Punjab. But later, when I heard the international news, I understood that every poor country has a fate.
After reading some history, it is found that nations used to loot the backward countries and loot their resources. The people of these countries make this terrible journey and go to the developed countries.
They go there and work. Perhaps a very small number live there on benefits. But generally these tough people work hard there too. Many return with Passports after they have put their souls and consciences at risk.
Generally when I see foreign passports in people’s hands at the airport, I see a 14-16 hour job written on their faces. Separation from his family for many years, usually a marriage made for the sake of a compromise in conscience is a feeling of guilt, and sometimes the end of the descendants of the double generation is sad.
I find this passport very hard.
Because this passport took many things as a ransom and gave Dan only the pride of being a foreigner.
Well if an accident happens only once then people forget about it, this is the third accident of a boat going to Europe in the last two months. Two months ago I saw on the news that a one-year-old’s clothes were floating in the water.
This dress is probably etched in my memory. And perhaps even time could not soften it. Then a thirteen year old boy fell victim to this accident, he belonged to Peshawar and wanted to go to Italy with his brother and uncle and his father had paid 3 million rupees, for this fateful trip. I don’t understand, to whom should the paper be cut?
For the government, for the countries that encourage illegal immigrants, or for the parents who knowingly put a 13-year-old into a launch paying 3 million.
If this kid was Afghan, he would understand that he was running for his life and had no other choice.
A 13-year-old, even if he goes to Europe illegally, how safe will he be there? Greece, Italy, Germany are full of young immigrant boys who are fed up with the conditions there and have turned to prostitution.
A 13-year-old boy, his family said he cried a lot saying he had to go to Italy anyway.
where his uncle and brother live. It is believed that they would have gone the same way. And because of these, such children and youth were encouraged that we can also take risks.
In this case I can’t blame the parents either.
But not all cases are like that, a female player belonging to Quetta also died in the same accident.
She was a single mother of a separate child.
You ever open YouTube and see the faces of these young people sitting in the boat, there is a gray area between the black and white of death and hope. If you see the faces of these young people, you will see them. There is fear in the eyes and a smile on the lips. They don’t know that this is the last video of their painful life. And after that there is only happiness or the last video of this life.
He watched the crying video of the mother of a drowned Sheikhupura youth, who said that her son had said to her as he was leaving,
Amma, Rab Rakha, Han or Te Karan will meet or else in the papers
It means either I will get rich and come in a car or I will become news in a newspaper.