The musings of a Pakistani man -Khurram Siddiqi – no longer in self-imposed diaspora.

I was in the shower when I had my windows rattled and for a second, everything shook in reverberation. Since we’re told this was right next to the Quran Academy in Model Town, I figure this is where this happened:

I know for a fact that this section of the road was completely blocked off from the public for the last year or so, and this corner house had guards and gun turrets hidden on top and even along the peripheries.
Whoever the heck it was- that was this important- should have at least had the guts to move on out of a residential neighborhood in this day and age.

It’s another week- another day in Lahore. Everytime people calm down, and feel that life is returning to normal, someone comes along and decides to shake things up. Whoever the hell you are, I hope you end up reading this somewhere, somehow, and realize that you are the most cowardly of all people. And I must remind you, that you are the most foolish of all people, constantly trying to break the resolve of a nation that cannot lose any more.

Pakistan Zindabad.