I was right!

I said that this month was that of tragedy. And no one agreed. Do you see now??
We had half the month under emergency. A train got derailed. Gulgee got murdered. Benzair Bhutto got assassinated. And now we're all locked up at home and can't even think of celebrating New Year's without imagining getting shot in the head (or maybe my imagination is too vivid and, um, violent).
FUN.
This is so the Winter of Gloom.
Let's make a movie on it!
Oh wait, we can't. WE CAN'T DO ANYTHING!
Thanks, JerkWhoKilledBhutto.

More drama.

See, I was JUST wondering why Pakistan had been so calm for a week now. And BAM, Benazir gets assassinated.
I was at Mr. Old Books in Khadda Market at the time, selling off my Nancy Drews and the store guy turned up the T.V. volume and the newscaster's like "Benazir Bhutto jaan bahak ho gaiy hain" and there were actually a bunch of people in the store so everyone crowded around the T.V. except for this girl who was busy flirting with the guy behind the counter.
The guy was not even hot.

Anyways, Anum and I had a long, politically-rich (if you can believe it) talk once I got home. And Anum was super-sad 'cause she just got some PPP t-shirts a few days back, how will she wear them now? It is a waste, really. Also, she really wanted to go ice-skating this Saturday but ofcourse that's not happening now.
In a rare moment of feeling totally solemn I said that she should think about poor Benazir Bhutto who'll never get to go ice-skating now and Anum started laughing at me because she thought of that as a completely insincere remark on my part.
You can see how highly my friends think of me! Geez.
But Anum did say that it was tragic that the most educated political leader got killed. Education has no place in our country, obviously.

I texted Aliza who's in Pindi to see how she was doing and she was all "What happened? Was there a bomb blast? I don't know. Anyways, I'm on my way to Pindi."
Haha, oblivious Aliza!

So now Benazir Bhutto is dead and Karachi is about to erupt, most probably. I was watching BBC World and the newscasters were all "And Benazir Bhutto wasn't a great politician anyways" and "Do you think this was part of Pervez Musharraf's agenda?"
Our country is an international joke, it seems to me.
Like that time when the whole Lal Masjid thing went down and the newscaster on Fox News was smirking as he went "And the leader of this organization tried to make his escape wearing a woman's burqa".
That was pretty funny, actually.

Whatever, suicide bombing is SO our country's national sport now. Screw hockey.

Development of Water Resources.

Huma Naz is a highly sick individual who should be hanged for her crimes towards the youth of Pakistan. What kind of perverted kicks does she get from making us learn about reservoirs? It's only a wonder.
I am, by now, a half-empty shell of the worthy and productive being I once was. Cramming in useless knowledge about salinity and siltation and forcing out youthful memories of happiness, dreams, and wishes.
Is this the future of our country? Mindless worshipers of Huma Naz and Farkhanda Noor Muhammad's every word? I would tell you the answer if I knew. I don't.
I do know, however, that the Tarbela Dam is the world's largest earth-filled dam! Wow!

Also, this blog needs advertising. It's readership is dying. And it was already not much to begin with. But atleast the dead wife of Liaqat Ali is interested in what I have to say!