The last child of a Punjabi Pathan family who turned out to
be a son has gone through 19 years of his life. My parents raised me under
strict supervision. I still remember those days when I was supposed to sleep by
8:30 sharp. I was not allowed to go out with my friends, had to maintain
discipline in my life. All of a sudden things started to change I was growing
up. I started to take part in the part time business which my father used to
do, a small scale construction business. Playing a part in earning some errands
for the family and proving that I can really do something productive made my
parents become
proud of me.My father got transferred to Karachi
and my elder brother went to Australia
for higher studies. At the age of 17 I was the only male who was left behind to
handle the internal and external affairs of the house. From utility bills to
management of monthly cash flows I was the only one who managed every single
thing as my mother was a house wife and knew less about the cold realities of
the world that exists outside of a
comfortable house. This not only built confidence in me but also widened my
exposure to the real world with which I would b e dealing in the future. Taking
my majors as Marketing was my father’s decision. He adviced me to take
marketing after judging my capabilities and skills.
Bureaucratic culture of the country. Doing this single thing
we might achieve the highest ranks among the developing countries. Social work
is something which is already being supervised by local and international NGO’s
. Our image in the international market has been brought down drastically by
external forces which are unidentified.
It's not about
who's got powers, morons.
Lastly It's not
about who's got powers, morons. It's about who's not afraid. And who's going to
do what has to be done.”
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