Article By Dr A.h. Khayal
Pakistan is a country where the members of almost every poor family are at war with each other. The husbands are at war with the wives.
The wives are at war with the husbands. The fathers are at war with their sons and daughters. The sons and daughters are at war with their fathers. The mother-in-law are at war with their daughter-in-law. The daughters-in-law are at war with their mothers-in-law ad infinitum. All these wars are creation of extreme poverty.
Sometimes the warriors kill their opponents. Sometimes they themselves get killed. When a warrior fails to kill or is not himself killed, he kills himself. The babies of the fighting families keep miserably looking. Their greatest tragedy is that they are incapable of killing themselves. The mothers rush to their assistance. Sometimes a mother binds her babies round her body using her arms as a rope. She flings herself on a railway track. The train obligingly does the crushing. Sometimes a mother jumps into a canal with the babies clutched under her arms. The canal mercifully relieves them of their agony forever.
A Pakistani who kills himself because of his poverty does a great national service. Instead of becoming a full-time robber because of extreme frustration, he kills himself. What a patriotism!
Generally, a government does not interfere in the poor citizens’ affairs. It believes that poverty is an individual’s own private affair. It grants him full freedom to deal with it in his own way. What a freedom!
The poverty of the common Pakistani is as old as the country itself. As the country has grown in years, the poverty has grown faster and faster and bitterer and bitterer. Some government ought to have constituted a commission for probing into the real causes of our poverty. But it wasn’t done. It wasn’t done because it was an impossibility.