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Accountability!

So...we find out that Baitullah Mehsud is after all our friend! Friend of Pakistan, a true patriot and all set to join our army in fighting Pakistan's common enemy i.e. India(The News, Dec 1)! Does that mean we have been playing games with these same people in the tribal areas? Do we have to engage our army at all times, so sometimes its our friends-the terrorists and sometimes our enemies-the Indians that we have to fight to use up the 'surplus' resources at our disposal. What kind of games is the army and our government playing with us? The irony is that we cannot even hold them accountable? Accountable for billions of rupees spent on this war that was sometimes ours and sometimes America's, depending upon which way the wind blew but more ironic is the fact that so many precious lives of our jawans and officers have been lost and the countless civilians who have died for what?? What kind of friends are these who burn your homes, kill your kith and kin, bring bad reputation to your home and invite doom to descend on your country? How can this irresponsible and downright foolish statement go un-noticed?

Pakistan is burning right now. It is burning on all sides. In the latest incidents in Karachi, 31 people have died and 110 have been injured. Why? Why should even a single person die? Why should our people die, why should our property and peace be destroyed? Why? Why cant we hold people accountable? Why should we be patriotic to a country which does not even provide us the most basic right of a human being-the right to live without fear of death at every corner! This killing is senseless-are the authorities now going to tell us it is a tit for tat by RAW? The same stories that India is feeding its news agencies. 'Don't blame us, its the traditional enemy!!' If we were to even take this statement at face value, why was it not foreseen? Why did the deaths not stop at 1, why does the death toll have to keep rising? What number jolts sensibilities of the government now?

When all is said and done, what disturbs most is that we are not asking these questions. Have we stopped feeling that we are worth it? Do we not pay taxes? Do we not follow whatever few rules and limited law that is still available in our country? The time to seek answers is now!

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