By Fareeha Qay­oom

Today, I had a sud­den brain­wave – the prob­lem with our nation? We are too busy sur­viv­ing from moment to moment. They call it run­ning life on ad hoc basis.

We don’t treat the dis­ease. We only treat the symp­toms.

We might have “big pic­ture” thinkers but all our ener­gies are devoted to sur­viv­ing today. One prob­lem at a time.

Unfor­tu­nately, this doesn’t solve the prob­lem. It only pro­longs the agony. Sigh.

The patient still dies at the end.

They say, if you are not part of the solu­tion, you are part of the prob­lem. It reminds me of Munir Niazi’s Pun­jabi poem Honi day hee­lay,” (trans­la­tion: “Excuses for the inevitable.”). It’s our national theme song.

Bot­tom line, since I can’t stop the train wreck from hap­pen­ing, I might as well accept the inevitable and accept the blame. After­all, I am putting up with this sh*t, arn’t I?

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