When I Ate My Sweet Heart

Since I have read the news in a daily newspaper that in Mexico a poet consumed his babe after roasting her, pricks of conscience pinching me continuously, as they do in such conditions. Same is the condition of Mualana Fazl-ur-Rehman; he too is very much upset and has washed down almost dozen bottles of “Hajmula.” Though he is not that worried about twinges of moral genie, he is worried that if the indigestion due to tension over the news carries on, he wouldn’t be able to relish his meals.

Mexican poet was some poet. He was a practical man, not a rhetorical, big-mouth jerking wino like some Asian poet. Asian poets have always only tried to make-up their promises of “true-union” in their verbose verses, whereas this Mexican dude has done it in practical. According to this poet, it is said that he roasted his chick with her consent, and especially bought the oven after selling his every belonging. Example of such hard-nosed and pragmatic poet is near to impossible in any other country or even in the past.

Now enough of that poet, and now let me unload my own weight from my chest and the six-barrel chest of Moun-Hilana. When I heard that a Mexican guy has done a Bar-B-Cue of his sweetheart, I was reminded that I do the same daily. Oh, don’t hastily start imagining that I daily net a girl, promise her the ‘ultimate union’, roast her, and devour her. No sir. Have Patience and read on.

I love my country, and I love to eat it. I do it daily. I spare no chance of sucking it dry. I want to squeeze the last drop of juice from it. Mera Piyara Pakistan. Sometimes I eat it after roasting, sometime after smoking, sometimes just gulp it down, and sometimes just eat it un-cooked. My dumb conscience seems to be somewhat, little bit alive, so that is why this faint pricking.

Moun-Hilana Fazl-ur-Rehman’s conscience is in his stomach, so that is why the disorder. He loves to remain in opposition, and yes, also loves to eat it, roast it, and devour it, but he doesn’t forget to share the booty with ruling party.

The couple, who hasn’t given a damn to this news and who also love Pakistan (a.k.a eat it) are Asif Zardari and Benazir Zardari.