It’s very unfortunate that you wake up lately in the morning and watch the tragic Airblue plane crash scene.
We live in a world of scientific marvels. The emergency and crisis management is a whole science. We think, normally and forgivably, that the probability of survival of fatal accidents is little but statistics show us another picture. The survival rate of passengers in these types of fatal accidents is in between 21 percent to even 34 percent. We had survivors even after the months of the earth quake in spite of the freezing winter of October 2005.If you are in some other civilized country the picture would be different. It’s considered the basic right of the relatives of the victims that the passengers should be searched until the proven dead. In Pakistan they are not just deprived of their very right but are deceived at the same time.
The government officials didn’t stop there. First they announced that the rescue operation would continue and after the very sun set every chance of surviving the victims was vanished because the rescue operation was intercepted due to darkness. There is no need to call it a rescue ‘mission’. You can call it a dead-body collection campaign, keep-the-forest-clean mission or even elegiac ceremonies. This so-called ‘rescue mission’ was intercepted in a country having world’s fifth largest and professionally renowned army just due to darkness. Our army ,in spite of its whole sophistication and efficiency and all that jazz, couldn’t overcome the darkness of margala hills. The warriors of world’s highest battle field Siachen , the eagles of the open air and the lions of Islam considered their insult in helping the very people that raised them. And ‘They let them die in the darkness’.
I am lying on my bed with my head on the pillow. This fiasco left me speechless.The cries of the injured are hammering my imagination. I know that I will satisfy my conscious that it's very rare for anyone to survive from the crash. But my heart says, "If........if somebody got survive then what will happen. After the continuous drizzling during the whole night over the mountain ,there is anything for an injured lying under the rocks of margalla hills but hope ........When the sun will rise above the hills there will anything but hope........" But I hope ............... I hope that someday our people will rise for their rights . Someday they will not have to dance in blood and that day the people will be cared or at least somebody will not let them die.
I am lying on my bed with my head on the pillow. This fiasco left me speechless.The cries of the injured are hammering my imagination. I know that I will satisfy my conscious that it's very rare for anyone to survive from the crash. But my heart says, "If........if somebody got survive then what will happen. After the continuous drizzling during the whole night over the mountain ,there is anything for an injured lying under the rocks of margalla hills but hope ........When the sun will rise above the hills there will anything but hope........" But I hope ............... I hope that someday our people will rise for their rights . Someday they will not have to dance in blood and that day the people will be cared or at least somebody will not let them die.



