A Letter from a Pakistani Friend

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A Letter from a Pakistani Friend

 Shyamal Banerjee

 Prologue: The title of this story may be confused from the short stories of well-known Pakistani writer Intizer Hussain (Born in India, UP in 1923 and migrated to Pakistan in 1947). He was nominated for Man Booker Prize in 2013.

Dear Hindustani Friend,

Salam Alekam.

I am not able to control my temptation to write this letter after seeing the developments in Hindustan in our Pakistani press. My kaleja (heart) shouts, “Allah Hindustan ko Hinduatan Rahane tho, Ise Parosi deso ki taraha na Banne tho (Oh God, let India remain as India, it should not turn into one of its neighouring countries)”

Pakistan after sixty years has been able to have a stable democratically elected government completing for the first time full term in its history. The next election is being held this month. Unfortunately Imran fell from the forklift and the makeshift high platform. I know this information did not get timely coverage in Indian media as you were all waiting for two important results. I hope with the grace of Allah, Imran will recover shortly. The poor cricketer is not having good time after divorce from Jerima. Had she been by his side she could have helped him with her skill of a journalist. I hear she has got a foothold as a journalist in the western world.

Coming back to your two important announcements of 8 th May in your country, one was from your Apex court and one of election result in one of your states.

You Indians always tell that you do not know where is the actual power center in Pakistan, Legislature, Judiciary or Army. Whatever you say even with this confusion Pakistan has remained Pakistan and it has made significant global changes also. You remember that Yahya Khan had made all arrangement for meeting between leaders of two super powers in 1973. Not only that the biggest atheist in the world had to say, “I am not so bad but god has sent me invitation” to his guest. Don’t say that the meeting had taken place in the mid night and all were feeling sleepy.  After this, Yahya Khan had received a few hundred million dollars from Nixon for Pakistan. Can you imagine the diplomat from a super power was taking dictation from a head of our country? Kissnger has elaborated it in most luscious way in his memoir. I am not sure if this event was a precursor for the end of global cold war. Your country lost a big umbrella and was cornered economically and was forced to resort to “Economic Reform” way back in 90s of last century.

The Apex court’s observation brought a similarity between our Supreme Court and your court. You remember one of our prime ministers was recently indicted and had to resign. Your court has also observed the way of functioning of your government. I do not know if your people have observed this similarity. Insa Allah, India should remain India and should not loose its stature in Global arena. It was good to see that India still follows Gandhi’s non-violence methods. Though everyday your parliamentarians came to the well of the house but there was no physical fighting. You must have read very recent incident in a South American country, where some bloodstained parliamentarians were rushed to hospital from their parliament. May Allah do not make it happen in our countries.

I am tempted to thank China on your behalf. As I mentioned earlier, all three pillars of government are important. In your country legislature and judiciary were drawing attention in media. I was scared that defense forces were not mentioned anywhere in your media. For a change your media also gave full coverage on your defense forces when China crossed line of control. Finally everything settled after having flag meetings between defense forces of two countries. It was a solace to all of us for a satisfactory conclusion between them.  

I should write a word on the disturbances in your parliament. You know how some words in Devnagiri script can be twitted to give new word. It looks that the “Ghata (loss)” has been twitted to Ghotala (scam)” and all your parliament activities have come to standstill.

But the election result in one of the southern states elected your ruling party. In this connection I would like to remind about one very interesting article by one of your famous diplomat turned author Janab Gopal Krishna Gandhi (I hear he is grandson of your Mohan Das Gandhi). After Tamil Nadu election of 2011, he had written that women play an important role in election. Those ladies have “Alavu (a vessel for measuring rice)” Its size varies on the economic condition. In 2011 election, they used that vessel to measure the corruption of major contesting parties. They voted for the party whose corruption over flew less in their “Alavu”.  

I will end my letter with a sad note. I heard many of the families were planning to increase the size of their “Alavu” after they heard about the introduction of your food security Bill. Unfortunately they had to postpone their plan indefinitely when the parliament was closed sine die. They came to know that even monsoon session of your parliament would not be allowed to function.

May Allah save our countries.

Khuda Hafiz.

Yours truly,

A friend from Pakistan

 



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