Who cares? Not me
The people in my country are so dissatisfied. I mean who cares if 100 people were killed in some godforsaken area?
I am a Pakistani. Don’t confuse me for an illiterate, poverty-stricken person. Or a displaced one in that case. Not at all! I can assure you, I live quite comfortably. I did my schooling from one of the best institutes in the country. I speak English very well, and I only wear branded clothes. I buy them from the US or Europe during my annual visits abroad. It’s annoying how people assume I’m needy just because I’m from Pakistan.
Oh no! I’m a first-grade citizen, albeit of a third world country. Apparently the fact that our power generation is less than the total demand is true. I accidently tuned into a local news channel the other day, and they were showing videos of protests against power outages in the country. The heat probably gets to all those poor people. But I wish they wouldn’t whine so much. Their behaviour can get a little embarrassing, you know. Anyhow, I have generators at home so I’m just going to forget about all this.
It’s a pity my country is so poor. The roads are full of drug-addicts and beggars. But if you look closely, you’ll notice people like me also survive. In fact, I’ve almost never interacted with the millions of people who live below the poverty line in our country (apparently). Of course that doesn’t include the numerous servants in my house. Mind you, I’m not one of those people who sleep hungry at night; we have lots and lots of food at home, so much that a lot of it just goes bad and needs to be thrown … or I give it to the maid if she’s good.
It might surprise you, but my world is quite different from those of other Pakistanis affected by bomb blasts and floods. I mean I heard about the floods on TV, but that doesn’t mean I was affected by them. Not in the least.
The people in my country are so dissatisfied. Our poor interior minister has to keep telling them he’ll solve their problems some day. Why do they have to make a big deal out of everything, anyway? I mean who cares if some 100 people were killed in some godforsaken area of Karachi? Honestly, I think I’ll just move abroad.