In the beloved country, though, nation is suffering from myriad problems, from poverty and un-employment to bomb blasts and suicide attacks, from load-shedding and natural disasters to kidnapping and lawlessness, from conspiracies of India to threats of America, but nation is still rock solid at the core.
The core is rock solid is because the core is Islam. We are a nation of Islam, we got our country in the name of Islam. We always have been aspiring to implement the true code of life, which is Islam, here. We always want to have peace, progress and love flowing across and beyond our borders. We always have been wishing to stand up at our feet. Rule-out the foreign dictation, refuse the humiliating aids, contribute to the world peace and progress with equal standing.
Our roots are strong and deep. We are not some kind of orphan nation. We are spread from one corner of the earth to the other. We are everywhere, but we are divided. We are even divided in our own motherland. We are divided over petty issues. But no matter how much divided and disparate we are, we are still, at the core love and adore each other.
Whenever the tide surges, you will see us united from Karachi to Khyber. Whenever India even thinks about aggression, our muscles get ready to blast the enemy in a flash with full might. Whenever United States threatens to carpet bomb our great tribal areas, waves of anger electrify the whole country, and regardless of opposition or government, everyone sends a stern and defiant response, and its not mere rhetoric.
Why? Because this country was obtained with the blood and esteem of our elders. Millions of Muslims died and sacrificed for this country. This country wasn’t discovered by someone who subjugated the local population, this country was snatched from the hands of British and Hindus by millions of Muslims in the leadership of Quaid-e-Azam.