Terror struck once again at the heart of Baluchistan. 61 police cadets including one military captain embraced martyrdom and almost 117 were injured when the Police Training Centre in Quetta was attack last night by "unknown" terrorists. According to eye witness reports, the terrorists struck around 930 pm when the cadets had gone to sleep. 3-5 terrorists stormed the watch tower of the academy which was manned by only 1 guard who did not have appropriate weapons to respond to the initial attack, as a result the guard had to abandon his post. This allowed the terrorists to storm the academy and carry out a free run massacre of "unarmed" cadets who were not even supposed to be in the academy as all of them had passed out and gone to their homes 2 days ago, but for some unknown reason these cadets were called back to the academy.
This list could have been very lengthy, there are clips which cannot be shown here, incidents which are too explicit to be shared. But they all point towards a single problem and that is our inability to see our own faults. As I said earlier, it is not about uniform versus media, it is about injustice and oppression. We have oppressed our nation willingly, we don`t like to face the monsters in our closet. Every time a problem surfaces, we divert it towards something else. That guard slapped the female reporter not because she tugged on his uniform, but because somewhere deep in his mind he believed that women are inferior and that his uniform will help him get away unscathed. The issue was the way we treat women, but our pseudo-intellectuals or the moral brigade turned it into a matter of Uniform vs media. Which is yet another problem, people in uniform should not be immune, they deserve our respect but this doesn`t mean every individual wearing a uniform is above the law.
What is status of woman in our society?
It poses a challenging question.
Girl is not liked even woman does not like to give birth to baby girl. There is psychological conditioning in their mind that woman is other name of slavery and servitude. Daughter is great workforce in the family, wife is source of solace and satisfaction and mother is repose of affection.
There is always preferential politics in the families. Boy will be regarded blue-eyed of the family and girl has to serve them. Boy will deal in offers with parents where as girl will succumb to parents wishes.
She is always in the fire to be burnt in pursuit of men’s desire.It becomes heavy toll on parents to protect the growing baby girl. She is taught and psychologically conditioned that woman has to remain in the environs of home.She is not considered protected jewel but a roaming…
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Once I was child, I always stereotyped things in best fit frames of life. When I started school, I tried to discover the world from un-walled environs.Hoping to come up to the expectations is worst psychological pressure, a student always meet in his life. I felt the burden of being praised and honoured.
Once I read these news.It reminded me of all the vicious circle of psychological pressures in my life.
Aiman was just 16 years old with all the youthful energy to see dreams and try to cash them. She was innocent angel who went to exam to prove her parents that “آپ کی بیٹی پڑھ سکتی ہے۔”.What her villagers are saying to parents that “بیٹی کو پڑھا کر کیا کرنا ہے”,I will prove them wrong.I will prove my parents right for allowing me to go school.
She huddled herself in poor house and studied till late night.Next day…
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=43JYY5Ha6xI Last night I saw the news of four women murdered by “unidentified assailants”after being recognized as Hazara Shia populating my Twitter feed. I was disturbed and eager for more details so I turned the television on but couldn’t find anything of much relevance so I kept scrolling through my news feed and these details, as …
Since childhood, I had romantic notions on the life of a doctor. Glory, respect, prestige and honor came into my mind whenever I looked at medical profession. The sense of power, satisfaction and fulfillment that comes with being a healer always appealed to me in an instinctual way. And I was still a child when I had decided to become a doctor. I’ll complete my schooling, pass the MCAT, go to a med school, do my internship at some fancy big hospital and become a cool doctor to serve the humanity, be a hero.
Supergirl tells the story of KaraZor-El an alien girl who was sent on earth to protect her cousin. But her pod got knocked off-course and by the time she got on earth her cousin had already grown up and become Superman. She, with the help of her friends, uses her superpowers to fight aliens and protect the innocent people and this planet. “Supergirl” takes its audience on an adventure filled with incredible joy, thrill, twists and wonderful life lessons.
Guest Post by KAVITA KRISHNAN
An appeal to the conscience of every Indian citizen – to tune down the shrill media noise for a bit, take a step back from the easy, packaged ‘discourse’ being dished out, and ask try and ask ourselves some uncomfortable but necessary questions.
I am being asked by various persons in the media to comment on my apparently ‘controversial’ and ‘shocking’ claim that Burhan Wani’s killing was extra-judicial’ and must be probed. Let me begin with a few remarks about this issue.
For most Kashmiris, it may not matter all that much whether or not Burhan Wani was killed in a ‘fake’ encounter or a ‘genuine’ one. What matters is that the Indian State killed him – just as it has killed and is killing so many other Kashmiri youngsters. Their grief, their rage, does not depend on the authenticity or otherwise of the encounter…
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