I can almost pull an Urdu novelist here: Her hands were still adorned with henna when the in-laws started making her suffer. The henna crusted hands washed the laundry, mopped the floor and the person who was the sole reason of that henna was none the wiser.
So soon, so heart breaking-ly soon.
FINE! That doesn’t sound as dramatic as in an Urdu drama setting but you get the picture.
The average Pakitsnai virgin voter, felt the same. The inks on thumbs have not faded as yet and we can sense the disappointment in the air mainly because Karachi gets its air recycled from Quetta and not from Punjab. (This is in accordance with the legends of Kolachi, never jotted down, vertically transmitted from mother to child and no, it’s not racial against Punjab so shut it.) As confusing as the usage of parentheses by this politically incorrect blogger was the average voter on this fateful day.
We dreamed of a hot Prime Minister because girls have hearts too, remember? We wanted someone actually parha likha who wouldn’t rape the most animated inanimates like Urdu and English, who knew his shit and owned it with less of a cheshire cat smile and more with a big head on his shoulders. That man was Imran Khan, hands down.
We were thrilled, we were excited. In short, we were drunk on placebo. And what a placebo it was!
Now that we all (Read: Virgin Voters) wanted PTI to storm the national assembly with the said tsunami, the provincial bit was tricky. The provinical bit was very nasty. Ironically, we might hate some Chowkidaaars even though we know they are the best for our muhallas. Same is the case with PPP in interior Sind, MQM in Karachi, PMLN in Lahore. While an outsider would hate parties like MQM or PMLN, these are the only parties who do ‘something’ for their respective cities. Consequently, masses ignore the fishy/terrorist tendencies and act selfish. Hate it or take it, this is how it is. That being said, friends joked how they wanted NAYA Pakistan and PURANA Karachi.
While that doesn’t mean I support Altaf Hussain or his shenanigans, (this being just an example) I have a high opinion of some individual representatives of MQM. Point being this, when there was no balla in the white paper the second best choice was MQM per se. While you might (definitely) hate me for this, I voted for PTI in NA. Before it looks like an apology letter for voting for MQM, let me clear that I’m not happy with either of the votes.
One party keeps fucking Karachi while owning Karachi, the other party doesn’t give a fuck and did not even bother supplying balla in every constitutency. I don’t know which one’s worse.
While the system remains intrinsically corrupt, we can’t even say we were not warned. TUQ and then had saner opinions here.
The first-time voters had their first encounter with reality and they couldn’t digest it. They couldn’t digest how their vote couldn’t bring a change overnight, how people in slums couldn’t want a naya pakistan, why people in Lahore would want Shareef again, hell they couldn’t even realize why everyone was making fun of them and hence they (we) felt the betrayal, we were dejected. Some even tweeted that’s how a breakup would feel. Ell o ell! Ironically, many got their inspiration from Tahrir SQUARE, vowed to revolutionize the system when the normal sensible response was to approach courts, filing complaints and so on but who’re we kidding? The funniest uproars were heard from the people who couldn’t even vote being younger than 18 and those too who spent the day retweeting the controversial tweets rather than making an effort to excercise their right to vote.
In all this scenario, MQM remained MQM and Imran Khan called the elections a success. (OUCH) The only people who were emotionally and physically drained were the virgin -innocent -so easily- exploited youth.
What Elections 2013 yielded was a great turn out, increased political awareness, increased traffic on the Twitter timeline of political diarrhea which may or may not be the best thing, only time would tell.
While the ECP must do the damage control in terms of transparency and re election of certain constituencies, the bigger picture would remain as it is and all these volatile hormones would simply keep transmitting frustration in the air unless you realize why you were screwed officially in the first place, unless yourealize that you contribute to the society not by ‘outrage’ but by channeling all this extra energy into significant projects, education being the easiest channel.
On a side note, Please check the meaning and spellings of CASTE, CAST, BALLET, ‘CASTED’, ‘LOOSE’ while you’re at it.
Peace out and oh, good luck with protests. 🙂
Just another Virgin Voter.