Resilient still Unsung‘d

“I walked through the boulevard of time, back to the sententious days of my life I gradually strolled into my reminiscences. Variegated shirt with maroon pants completed my entity.”

My prestigious school had planned for an excursion to Lahore which they thought was the best way to bid us farewell. The lovely Minaret standing a lofty 203 ft. tall in the Iqbal Park was the last destination of our itinerary to be divulged.

I remember my geography teacher continually roaming around to converge the flock of students gathered around the monument. She yelled at the top of her voice as we gradually assembled together. The reason being that we were so much over whelmed not only by its magnanimous height and gargantuan structure but the fact that the challenges it must have posed not only to its rudimentary architectural designers but also to the labourers who translated such designs, converting and blending beauty coupled with structural stability that could withstand the tests of time.

Educating and refreshing our course books, she refurbished our minds with the memories of the early 1940’s when Our Quaid, Mohammad Ali Jinnahbhai consolidated the persisting Two Nation Theory, which was the brainchild of Late Allama Sir Muhammad Iqbal.

Fate foretold that Allama Iqbal would not live long enough to see the dream he had visualised for the People of his own Pure-land “PAKISTAN”,

But fate decreed that the garland of victory should fall squarely on the shoulders Quaide-e-Azam Mohamed Ali  Jinnah who was destined to be the Saviour of the Muslims who had been maltreated, humiliated, despised, ravished thus disgraced right from the onslaught of invaders till the last remnants of the East India Company despots.

Hence, as the currently articulated old phrase of “IT’S THE WRITING ON THE WALL” became a reality.  Meaning thereby that it was inevitable and high time that “PAKISTAN” had finally been assigned a Saviour by the ALLAH Almighty.

Jinnah, modeled a preamble, which would eventually form a first declared Islamic Republic. He clarified, that Pakistan was not just a name it was an ideology of a land free from vice, malice and discrimination. A land in which rule of law would prevail. He gave the pure people three visionary sharp swords to fight the wicked eventualities which he had foreseen.

The contingency plan that he had designed if people perhaps succumb to destabilizing factors of the Pristine Pure Land he had so visualized.

He gave the infant Nation, the sword of UNITY to fight the DISORDER; he presented a sword of FAITH to prevent any UNCERTAINITY and a third sword of DISCIPLINE among the pure men so that the pure land would not be shattered, into pieces.

Numerous thoughts pounced, rummaging through my mind of what on earth had made this minaret stand tall and high, why did the vagaries of Nature not take its toll and how and why the architectural structure stood bold defying the tests of time. Time a limitation which eventually, effaces even the best of best diminishing it into dust and sand. 

I immediately grasped my emotions , emotions  which deviated in every possible dimension  and reigned in my sentiments trying to avoid letting them go astray, trying to find the root cause why the structure stood so remarkably supreme in spite of the ravages and havocs played by rain, sleet, storm, thunder and lightening.

Then, then suddenly it dawned upon me, my inner self upon reflection revealed to me the secret of defiance of the structure to time.

UNITY: It was the unison of ideas, of the architects who visualized a dream and cohesion of thoughts with which the masons, labourers, painters and the entire paraphernalia of people so associated in its construction who converted the abstract dream into a reality which was able to withstand and defy time. Still it does so.

FAITH: It was the faith, trust and reliance of these masons, labourers, painters and the entire paraphernalia of people so associated in its construction upon the planners allegorically Allama Iqbal and the architects allegorically Quaid-e-Azam, which gave the members of this team the strength to carry on its construction come what may hail sleet or storm.

DISCIPLINE: It was discipline that forged amongst the ranks of all the members of this team despite of the fact that there could have been variation of thoughts, ideas amongst the members of this team but despite of several of thousands of diverging thoughts and ideas they all collectively thought they had to sacrifice their own thoughts and ideas but they gave credence to a thought which was collectively important.

And they succeeded in erecting a concrete paradigm which ultimately projected to our generation and to this world how compound their perceptions were. And this is how this gargantuan and magnificent structure came into being.

These reminiscences were not mere thoughts of futility. IF WE INCORPORATE AND SUBSEQUENTLY IMPLEMENT, THESE THREE MAGIC WORDS INTO OUR DAILY LIFE, WE TOO WOULD ONE DAY DREAM OF ATTAINING THE IMMORTALITY ATTAINED AND ACHIEVED BY THE PLANNERS AND ARCHITECTS OF THIS NATION.

PAKISTAN ZINDABAD!!

-Sr