Youm-e-Pakistan ?

 This is something I wrote a little while back, when it was the 23rd of March and I was getting the feeling of the day :)x


There was a dream. There was a thought. There was a light of hope. This then became Pakistan in 1947. But this day is about more than just that. 

On 23rd March, the Lahore Resolution was passed, which was a formal political statement adopted by the All-India-Muslim-League. It called for independence for Muslims in north-western and eastern British India. It was later interpreted as a demand for a separate and a single state for the Muslims of the subcontinent; Pakistan. 

I never knew that. I grew up here and i was not aware of the history behind 23rd March and this upsets me. But then when i think about it, i never had the chance. I never had a reason to think about 23rd March before. So what's different now ? What's changed ?

Perhaps it's watching the parade by the armed force for the first time. Or listening to national songs on the radio. Or just that ambiance in the air that i feel when i roll down the windows as I'm coming home from tutions, inhaling Pakistan's hot and sticky breezes and feeling more closer to home than i have in these past seven years. The answer to those questions will perhaps remain a mystery, but one thing is not. Something has definitely changed. 

Maybe people have stopped dreaming and thinking and hoping and begun doing. Maybe this generation has stopped building a new home somewhere else and begun rebuilding their old one. Maybe we all have learned to love and respect this beautiful country not with our minds but with our hearts. And i don't mean the love one has for nutella but i mean the love one has with something that belongs to them and depends on them.

And as I will grow up even more, this country will grow beside me. 

I think what i mean to say is that after so long now, I finally feel like this is my home. Like this is where I belong. I'm finally home. My home.