Life At Stake

The most dangerous thing in this part of the world these days is to make a living for you and your family, and those who manage to do it in a less then 6-digit wage are on the red line. No, it is not about the next-to-routine suicidal attacks or the killings of bystanders and those travelling through buses or other public vehicles, whose slaughtering are abruptly termed as “target killing”. Nor this bloodshed is committed by the hands of religious fanatics, professional shooters or by the political workers who for the sake of a handful amount and the gain of their unseen, unheard leaders spread anarchy in the society. This butchering is rather by the ones of our own kind, the ones who share the same pain and the same suffering that we do; they are our own fellow citizens.

Passing by a road in the morning forced me to see a truck crushing a bike rider brutally, just to break the traffic law and go by first. The traffic constable standing just on the side of the road also seems helpless to take any action against this fatal crime. Few people showing all-what-they-can-do attitude, give the poor man, stuck in his curved-on bike, a helping hand. The middle-age rider, holding his broken feet couldn’t do anything else except crying on his own fate.

A man in our society is not just an individual human being, but he is also a bread-earner of a whole family. Moreover he could be called the lead runner of the house that includes women, children and infants. A house, where the women have no strength and liberty to being on their own, they need a man in all frames of life to move respectably in the society, where government is busy in its own blame game and have no time at all to provide any facility to the common man. A man who is giving his sweat and blood to the economy, and just get a fraction of it that hardly fulfils his family’s necessities.

It’s not hard to accept the numbness of the government as they don’t have a least understanding of the pain through which a common man is going through but how could our own brothers who suffer the same throbbing everyday. The ones who are the equal bearer of the burden of foreign loans that has been enforced on them to fulfil the lavish expenditure of the people, who proudly call themselves “Khadim of Awam”, and who are sunken in the same day to day issues that includes load-shedding, gas outage, sub-standard medicines, contaminated food, corruption and many more, could do this act of cruelty.

Is that because we are equally responsible for the prevailing situation of the country? Is that because we our self don’t care about the future of our offspring? Is that because we have the same “who cares” attitude that our leaders have about every issue? If that is the case, then who can stand to criticize the government for this entire massacre, who could complain for the ruined system if we our own self are a huge part of it. Every revolution begins from within. To win every battle you need to work on your own character first before pointing fingers on others. Respect life and what comes with it or otherwise this dormancy will suck our own blood one day.