International media needs to pay more attention! the whole city is practically sealed
"The sixty seven year old history of Pakistan is based on fiction. The axiom drilled into the minds of the people that democracy never took root because of military takeovers is simply not true. There was never any democracy in Pakistan, not even for half a day. Before 1947 it was the British Empire. Whatever the father of the nation said in his statements and speeches died with him, at best, they were ideas and intentions of a man who had only six months to live. What followed immediately had nothing to do with democracy – actions speak louder than words. A perfect infra structure for a modern progressive state was available courtesy the British. The priority was never consolidating all the pluses like the education system and establishing a democratic structure; priority was power and evacuee property. The three army take overs are seen entirely within the context of the politicians magnified struggle for “democracy”, without taking into account all the other elements constituting the reality of the time. Mr. Bhutto’s rule cited as the great period of democracy was in actual fact a totalitarian police state. The fictitious history in essence is the narrative of the two main political parties of today, and their manufactured large-than-life struggle for democracy against the army, casting the army as the ever present enemy of the people, waiting to deprive them of their rights."
"The Alkonost is, according to Russian mythos and folklore, a creature with the body of a bird but the head of a beautiful woman. It makes sounds that are amazingly beautiful, and those who hear these sounds forget everything they know and want nothing more ever again.She lives in the underworld with her counterpart the sirin.The alkonost lays her eggs on a beach and then rolls them into the sea. When the alkonost’s eggs hatch, a thunderstorm sets in and the sea becomes so rough that it is untravelable. The name of the alkonost came from a Greek demigoddess whose name was Alcyone. In Greek mythology, Alcyone was transformed by the gods into a kingfisher.”
Source: A Polar Bear’s Tale / Image: Birds of Joy and Sorrow [Sirin (left) and Alkonost (right)] by Viktor Vasnetsov (1848–1926)
they often paint these at the back of cargo trucks in Pakistan!
"We create meaning when we work to make second-order evaluations; work to achieve rational integration in our preference hierarchies; attempt to achieve consistency among our first-order preferences; are alert to symbolic meaning in our lives; value ourselves as a vehicle and do not let genetic proclivities in TASS sacrifice our interests in a changing technological environment. All of these activities define what is really singular about humans: that they gain control of their lives in a way unique among lifeforms on Earth—by rational self-determination."
"Most people are unhappy; and they are unhappy because there is no love in their hearts. Love will arise in your heart when you have no barrier between yourself and another, when you meet and observe people without judging them, when you just see the sailboat on the river and enjoy the beauty of it. Don’t let your prejudices cloud your observation of things as they are; just observe, and you will discover that out of this simple observation, out of this awareness of trees, of birds, of people walking, working, smiling, something happens to you inside. Without this extraordinary thing happening to you, without the arising of love in your heart, life has very little meaning."