By Fareeha Qayoom
ife in Pakistan is tough any season, but its especially tough in the summer months…if you don’t die of thirst and dehydration first, you could end up with heat stroke (fluctuating and extreme temperatures through the day- air conditioning to load-shedding and back), dengue, or diarrhea (mosquitoes or flies – take your pick, both are available in abundance all over Lahore depending on the time of the day), if you survive these catastrophes by some miracle, you might end up as a statistic on the roads of Lahore picking fights with passing motorists/strangers…(yes, more accidents happen in the summer heat).
Take last couple of days, I had to contend with extreme load-shedding (two hours at a stretch instead of the usual on-the-hour, every-other-hour), air con breaking down at the factory, flies in the conference room, a silly driver on the way to the factory trying to pick a fight with me because she was speeding while overtaking me when there was no room to maneuver and she should have known better and almost ramming down a passing cyclist and blaming me for her mistake, extreme thirst because refreshments were not available during the first set of meetings (I brought my own drink to the next meeting and ended up sharing it with my colleagues!), the UPS playing up so spending a few hours at night without the luxury of ceiling fan and lots and lots of mosquitoes who persisted in buzzing in my ear in spite of lots and lots of mosquito repellent, and this is only the tip of the iceberg. I haven’t even counted the real frustrations of my day here…this was just background noise.
The majority of Pakistanis have even tougher lives than mine…most of my fellow countrymen and women fall below the poverty line to bare subsistence level and might not even have access to the amenities I take for granted.
There are hundreds of road blocks, obstacles, frustrations that dog our average day and yet we find the time to do all that we have to do during the course of our day and still get up the next morning full of hope and courage and go through the same grind again and again. That’s what makes Pakistan amazing. Our ability to cope, take it on the chin and still persist in spite of the odds and whatever the world throws at us – Here’s to us!
Celebrating the amazing people of Pakistan!
I will survive
By Gloria Gaynor
Do you think I’d crumble
Did you think I’d lay down and die?
Oh no, not I. I will survive
Oh as long as I know how to love I know I’ll stay alive;
I’ve got all my life to live,
I’ve got all my love to give and I’ll survive,
I will survive. Hey hey.