Everyday when I walk out on the big roads, I look around and see what Eighteen Crore other people in Pakistan see. The badly damaged roads, the non-existing drainage system, the poor beggars, the garbage on the side walks, the naked children, people with upturned noses and those with outstretched hands. I hear the noise and feel the silence that keeps us apart. I feel the distances, the fear that comes from uncertainty and amidst it all I hear an occasional laugh. I see people throwing caution to the winds. I see them giving strangers lifts; I see traffic jammed because someone stopped to let the blind man cross the road.
Yes there is chaos, but amidst the chaos there is hope….yes we have hope! We still have hope!!!
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