Peshawar Attack

Before I went to bed last night I got news of the attack to schoolchildren at an army school in Peshawar, Pakistan. What a sad and terrifying news it was Imagine all the children being scared out of their wits being attacked by whom they taught were the supposedly friendly, helpful and mighty Pak Army.

Alas it was not so. They turned out to be The Taliban Terrorist out with a vengeance to teach the Pak Army through the children at the school

I spent almost three years in Pakistan. I could feel for the parents who lost their children and also for the Pak people who always want the best for their country but somehow feel that their hands are tied. Tied by the upper-class Pakistanis who always feel the Pakistan is their country alone and not for the lesser have-nots. A number of my Pak friends have left the country in search of a better life in USA, UK, UAE and many other countries. They feel unappreciated in their own country. The brave ones have stayed on as they believe so much can be done to their beloved homeland.

I loved the time I spent in Pakistan I love the food, their leather and silver goods, the many places to visit, and well, the list is endless. The landscape of the country is just breathtaking. Their hill resorts are beautiful and so green. Their handicraft are just luxurious and their food is out of this world. Alas I feel with yesterday's attack in Peshawar they have gone one step forward but two steps (or more) backward.

Nevertheless I always believe Allah has good plans for the people of Pakistan. They have survived all this while and they will survive and become stronger. I pray for the Pak people and especially for those I know.

Pakistan Zindegi !

Allah Hafez.