Islamabad the Educated

Dead or alive, I’ve always loved Islamabad for what it is. I love the greens of the city (which are not to green now). The clean roads, the Clouds Mountains, people who would go by if your tire is busted (unless you’re from the fair gender). So like little things you know, how we like to drive real fast near a pool of water with people passing by, how everyone think he’s royalty in front of every other  person, how much we love to tell the cop who our father/uncle is,  it’s all the little sweet things that make Islamabad Islamabad.

Like the other day my mom was coming back from dropping my sister to school (yes I don’t wake up and drop and I’m a lousy son) on her way back (near 9th avenue, H-8 parallel road). There was a kid around 8 years old with a donkey cart when the donkey slipped and fell and the stuff on the cart fell over it, keeping the poor thing down. If that wasn’t enough the ‘nakel’ was strangling the little fellow. The kid was screaming and asking out for everyone to help him and crying on the top of his voice. The things were too heavy for him to lift them alone, while the poor creature struggled to breath. Mom dropped to help the child but just couldn’t while everyone just passed by late for work I presume.

So ya, I just love Islamabad for its fancy schools and its fancy education, let’s bring justice walks and save the world parades. So welcome all, to Islamabad the Educated!

6 Comments so far

  1. crazymonkey on January 16th, 2009 @ 1:23 pm

    If this post were about Lahore and you were living there, this post would have been a lot longer and nastier. I found Islamabad a very peaceful place and yes, I did notice that people here are more indifferent.

  2. sceptic on January 16th, 2009 @ 4:46 pm

    Would you have stopped to help the child?

  3. kabirdas on January 16th, 2009 @ 11:11 pm

    @ sceptic on January 16th, 2009

    I would have if somehow I could relate to that poor child.
    I wouldn’t have if couldn’t relate to him in any way.

    Think about it and you will find, sad though it is, it is as simple as that.

  4. Monazza Talha (montaleast13) on January 17th, 2009 @ 11:37 am

    @ Fahim

    Sad to hear of the incident. Hats off to your mother who stopped to help the child as well as the helpless creature. Do salute her on my behalf. (She might think you have turned into a good son *giggles*).

    Yes it is unfortunate that nobody is ready to take a little time out to help someone. Whether it is on the roads or elsewhere.


    If i was driving, i would have stopped, definitely.


    You have presented an interesting point. It did make me wonder if i can make a connection to this. And i came up with the conclusion that you are very much right. Majority of human beings do operate on this principle.


  5. knubbyah on January 19th, 2009 @ 6:53 pm

    And the long walks along Margalla Road,spotting herds of piggies on the other side; the perfectly ‘Graded’ sectors, the mid rib of Jinnah Avenue differentiating F from G; the marble-gray, cold & still mornings when you wake up to the distant, muffled sound of a moving vehicle and chirping birds; where the unit of distance is minutes and not km’s………… and when you see more guards in the streets than the residents; you just know you are in Islamabad, the beautiful.

  6. crazymonkey on January 19th, 2009 @ 7:00 pm

    Huahuahua @ herds of piggies

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