I wrote this in the week that followed this incident. The delay in posting it DOES NOT mean that the damage has lessened. It hasn't, it never will. Nothing on the face of this planet can fill in for a loss of an innocent soul.
I was exhausted that night. I
stepped in my room, consumed to the brim. It was a manic day. Long eight months
had passed. Finally, a much awaited concern was brought to shore. It was an
issue an almost every Pakistani today supports. A decision that bummed out more
than the most. It sold like hot cakes; bulletins flashed on every channel. It
was none other than the horrendous murder of Shahzaib Khan.
The heartrending story of
Shahzaib Khan was a ray hope, despite tragedy, that every citizen of the
country looked forward to. A catastrophe that would become a platform to
enforce justice in this sorry state of affairs. An incident that replenishes
humanity and value of human life. However, the outcome has left me furious.
Why can’t there be justice? Why
can’t the assassin be hanged? Why isn’t there an inch of remorse or guilt? I
look at it like a failure—Pakistan’s failure. A state where horrendous crimes
are not condemned; where wrongdoers are encouraged because evil is no big deal.
Thirty three crore and an Australian residency for a life? Really?
The aftermath eminently shows
that a meagre amount of light was shed on this incident; one that deserved
justice, time and expertise. How can we stop Hamzas, Zains and Shahzaibs from dying
such painful deaths, flipping the entire world apart of families they leave
behind? How can we stop the funeral of hearts of those left stray after losing
their loved ones? What about those who are sinless yet die every day? Killing
one innocent is like killing the whole mankind.
Leaders who stand responsible are
focusing on their post President Ship tenure. If this is how dysfunctional this
country is, we cannot help but let Hamzas, Zains and Shahzaibs die. All this while
these calamities hit the people, our judiciary focused more on planning their
moves against the Former President Musharraf.
In coming months, if more
immaculate souls die due to such irreverence and intolerance, I wouldn’t be
surprised. In addition, it wouldn’t be shocking to see bloodshed right outside
my doorstep; however, it will only trigger an inexplicable sense of repentance and
heartbreak.
They say, “Things will change.”
Who will change them? Imran Khan? I think they are all the same—some just
better looking than others.
It is traumatizing to be in a
state where seeking justice can become a menace. There is no way that societal
and life hazards can compensate against a life itself. That night, I felt my
hopes distilling into a quicksand of despair; not just because of Shahzaib, but
based on an anthology of similar events. The Government is for the people. But
what in it is for the people? Nothing that I can see.
They say, things will change; but
I believe, enough damage has been done.
Not everything that money can buy--surely not forgiveness. We're sorry for that, Shahzaib. Rest in peace.
Rest in peace Shahzaib. |
Justice for one is justice for all. |
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