Freaking council of my heart; behind the facade
By Neda Ahmed

Nov. 4, 2008

Some times I think my life is too monotonous; sometimes it feels like its in the middle of a tropical storm; and sometimes it becomes too much to handle.
We are all very difficult to understand ourselves; its what Iíve observed in my short stinted life.

Look at any day in MY life; its all a labyrinth of endless puzzles, dead ends and loopholes. I then wonder... for how many days do I need to spend with my mind unsatisfied, ( I am not talking about those freaking books here), EVEN WHEN IíVE EVERYTHING, I crave for more.... I have to meet a deadline; I forget I have an exam tomorrow; I canít makeup my mind on what to do. I wake up late only to find out that I had an important engagement today. All of these I must say are worst case scenarios, and do very much set up the 'mood' of my existence.

Coming to my habitat, (biological term for a place where I live), I live in a place where you seldom find a sincere person, (although I am lucky to know many of them). Corruption being endemic, one irony is that MY country (stress on the word MY) is being ruled by the "peoples" government, who i must say are busy playing chicken run among themselves, while we the green passport holders suffer the humiliation when the international watchdogs highlight the plight of our problems, the most embarrassing of all, the power outages. Hahahaha!! Pakistan was thinking of exporting surplus power to neighbors four years ago. People are being targeted on streets, look at Aafia Siddiqui, her only fault was that she was exceptionally brilliant.... Crunch time and the playboys of our government sit flat on their fat asses with comfortable cushions.

No offense to the Afghans or either way, as a nation we suffer the misfortune of sharing the border with those scandalous people. Drugs, Mafia, pimps roll in from across the border. A sinking ship is also a sign of a storm coming...

The deteriorating condition of the poor, the political melodrama, the shortage of basic necessities and not to mention the BOMBS... my, my its a clear MAYDAY.

And ALL of these situations are linked to me! They are linked because I can make a difference and if I can then surely YOU can also accomplish that.

And the way to make that difference is:

EVERY TIME YOU ARE DONE USING YOUR MOBILE CHARGER, PLEASE FOR MY SAKE SWITCH IT OFF.

Believe me this is going to work

BECAUSE I AM PLAIN SICK OF NOT BEING ABLE TO CHARGE MY CELLPHONE BECAUSE OF THIS GOD DAMN POWER SHORTAGE!!!


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