Err, what do I tell you? Should I talk about the latest bomb blast? The one in the Rawalpindi ki mosque during Friday prayers. Over forty people died in that one. Scores more wounded. Not to mention immense psychological damage to all and sundry. Or shall I tell you more 'intriguing' things like the current speculations as to who was responsible for the attack on the Chief Justices' life. The very same CJ whose currently sitting on a panel that calls for a final decision on the NRO or some such. Shall I tell you about how our government which has (very deservedly) been on the brink of toppling is always fortuitously saved by yet-another-crisis? Shall I tell you about how our Interior Minister (the infamous Mr. Malik) has been promising us that Blackwater has not been allowed to set foot inside Pakistan. He may be right, methinks they flew in! (Okay, okay, bad joke). But let's digress. Let me tell you about other things, like sky-high inflation and absence of sugar. Oh, lets also talk about how our President - on the eve of today's latest disaster - decided to 'call' and condemn the attack. I don't know where to begin really. Just like I don't know how to end. I don't know how to explain to you how desperate our situation is beginning to feel, how scared we are that this may just be the beginning of the end as far as our country is concerned. And I don't know how to convey to you - despite the levity - that for most of us Pakistan is the land we were born and raised. No matter what we say about her, Pakistan is where we live, where we belong. We love this country. And we don't want to lose her. We don't want her falling apart around us as we watch helplessly from the sidelines and - like rats on a sinking ship - scavenge as much as we can before deserting her for more developed shores. For a lot of us, Pakistan is 'it'. And if she is doomed, we're doomed with her.
Me: Not much. Busy with work for the most part :) You tell me. How're you doing?