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What pains me is their destitution and their plight while I have more than I deserve... than I earned to deserve.
In Pakistanis I just saw fear. Religion here isn’t about peace, and love, it is social security and a tool of power.
Think for a moment about the difference between you and the man who cooks for you in the heat of the kitchen all day.
Unlike Pakistan, in New York, you have the freedom to be. The same rules for men and for women, daughters and sons.
How would it feel, to be so sweepingly abused, to hear talk of obliterating Pakistan's very existence? It hurts.
After being away for two years, going back was scary; this bigoted, bloodthirsty country seems so alien.
I love my country, and I do want to give back. But I don’t want it to be out of “duty”, or worse, guilt.
Shouting out 'Eid Mubarak' to the crowd and 'happy birthday' to his sister back home, Aisamul-Haq Qureshi brought out the best of Pakistan.
Sometimes I find myself thinking – if all Pakistanis moved to the U.S., we might actually be a nation – a much better nation! But is it real?
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