sharafs

Nations rise, fall and are history. Nations that rise again become civilisations. My land is the oldest civilisation. I have climbed the summit of its highest mountains, waded through dry quicksand sand dunes, its very high bogs and marshes in scorching heat and sub zero temperatures. My body bears the scars iof extremities I have been to but my soul continues to go through tribulations. Like my country I am lost between my ideals and the realities. My country still craves for its identity. I too lie unrecognised to myself. In the Orwellian glass house, I do not find my space. I am also a soldier, just an age older who was trained in romanticism and high ideals. I decided to fade away. As an analyst, I specialise in South Asia, Nuclear and International Political Economy. I have written continously for the past 20 years on the security perspectives of Pakistan. Much that I wrote is now true but the world still does not belive in my Foresight. I bring to reders an objective blend of Insight and Foresight; of Truth and Contrition; of Dos and Donts and what Pakistan is and ought to be. A wanderer and misfit, I am a POWINDA and diversity is my name. Mr SHARAF Pedigree drives me onb. I hope the world is watching, listening and reading. Do not let me be misunderstood. In search of Godot, I am the Central Secretary Defence, Pakistan Tehreek e Insaf. I do not know of it will matter