RAPE - What happened to you, Pakistan?

 

I am going to be brutally honest, I am not one of those people that consider themselves true patriots of Pakistan, not anymore actually. The fact of the matter is, I have never been ashamed to this extent by calling myself a Pakistani. First things first, for all the people that don't understand Urdu, let me translate what the above image means. This image above with some text on it, to some people it may appear so, but this image conveys a million emotions, emotions and feelings of all those females that are victimized by these defilers, God be my witness, the females that are twice a man can or will ever be, not only for sustaining the pain and torture that they are put through, but the societal pressure they face because the society we live in, the only thing it knows how to do best is putting all the blame on women, regardless of who the culprit is. This image contains emotions of those women that have been silenced shut due to oppression and out of fear. This image is a recollection of feelings of all those parents that got scarred to life through the victimization of their daughters, all those children that have been victims of this animosity, raped and burned alive for instance, and the only sin they committed was being a part of this world. This image says, " Not wives, neither sisters or mothers, neither the elderly or the children, animals nor the dead laid to rest, have been able to escape this monstrosity. Who is to blame after all? ". I have never been this ashamed to call myself a Pakistani, being a part of a nation where there is no equality, where the poor and the needy always have to stay oppressed. A nation where the oppressor roams freely, where money is power and where the victimized are forced to stay shut and cannot raise voices for themselves. We have failed as individuals, and we have certainly failed as a nation. We have failed our mothers, our wives, our sisters and our daughters. The mere thought of this monstrosity is enough to pierce through one's heart, straight into one's soul. If it doesn't, are you a human at all? The entire point of me writing this blog is to become the voice for those that have been threatened to stay silent, a voice to get rid of the thoughts that nobody will take a stand for the oppressed and the voiceless, to make them believe that from somewhere, in someway, they will always be supported, and somebody, if not Dawar, will take a stand for them, for the sake of humanity. I through my blogs, want to make my readers, my sisters that may or may not have been a victim to this malice, believe that they are not alone, not anymore, and they never will be. I won't stop till I become the voice of the voiceless, the voice of those that are unheard of, the voice of those that will learn to speak up for themselves one day, and I hope and pray that every woman finds the motivation within herself through my blog, to take a stand for herself. My message is plain and simple, no WOMAN has to go through this oppression ever again, nobody can silence you, nobody can so much as even point a finger towards you, or there will be consequences. I won't stop, not now not ever, till my message spreads nationwide in this country that has now become a breeding ground for all evils.

Rape: A Murder

I have a simple theory, if you can prove me wrong - my life is on the line for it. Rape is Murder, it doesn't get any simpler than that. If you don't physically murder a person, you scar them for life, mentally, and the torture that they face is nothing short of murder. I am ashamed, we have all failed humanity. I am a part of a nation where " Marwa - a 5 year old " is brutally raped and then burned to death. What was her fault? Was dressing the issue, was she arousing these sadistic defilers? What was her fault that she had to go through this grim fate? I come from a nation where "Mrs. Raffia Azeem - a 22 year old" is gang-raped for two hours in the backseat by three constables of a vehicle owned by those that we should feel safe in presence of, a police vehicle. I am from a nation when "Afsana - an 11 year old" is raped by a person that we consider to have a high rank in our religion. Her only fault was, she went there to study our Holy Book and learn about it in the Mosque. And this one shatters my heart, not even our places of worship are safe from these ravagers. Thousands of other examples, for informatory purposes, I come from a country, where "Uzma Ayub - a 16 year old" is kidnapped and gang-raped multiple times for an entire year, and ultimately ends up giving birth to a daughter. The thought of her daughter growing up and asking her mother about who her father is, tears my heart to shreds. When you have scenarios like these, when you lose count counting the cases and there is no voice raised for the oppressed, where there is no justice for the victims, for the families of the oppressed, when the oppressors, the animals all roam freely, one's faith in religion and in the Creator weakens, as they start questioning their lives when they realise there won't be any justice. Let me ask my readers a question, can you blame the families of the victims for losing faith? How can one live to hear the news of a dead body, that is laid to rest after final prayers, be dug out and raped, only to satisfy temporary lust. That is the type of nation my Pakistan has become. My question to all of you is, when does it end? When does this lust die, when do people understand they will be facing their Creator in the end? How many more cases like these, how long till they realise that in the end, death comes for us all? We have normally heard humans becoming the victims of this carbuncle called rape, but I, head bent low in humiliation, in ultimate shame, am from a country where the people crave an undying lust to an extent that they have not even left little kittens and chickens become victims to this abnormality. A similar case to the above mentioned cases, that took place on 9th September, 2020, that left me stunned regardless of it becoming a habit of seeing something like this on news every day.

Lahore Motorway Rape Case - 9th September, 2020

I'm sure everyone is aware of this incident that took place late night, on Lahore motorway when a mother of two was gang-raped by lust driven animals, in front of her children. The mere thought of this incident taking place is enough to crack any human with a beating heart. This incident, this cannibalism, this monstrosity has left the entire nation in an awe of disbelief. I'll ask you a question, was she wearing inappropriate clothes? Was a mother of two the reason for the arousal of a group of animals that made this mother a target to take their lust out on? Have we fallen so low as individuals, as a nation that now instead of going out after these rapists and making public examples out of them, the family that fell victim to this horror, instead of taking a stand for them, the scarred family is ultimately blamed for this incident taking place? Where is the fear of God? Is all humanity lost? When will we unite and take a stand against these savages? When will we take a stand for all those mothers, sisters and daughters that have fallen victims to this infectious disease feeding off of us. Those women that have been opposed of their rights and have been threatened to stay shut? Will we speak up when something like this happens to our family? Just when you think to yourself that there might still be a little hope left, just that tiny glimmer of a better future, within that moment you realise through incidents like these, that this country is on the brink of extinction due to the havoc it has wreaked on itself. I want all of us to unite, if for nothing much but for the sake of humanity, for the safety of our mothers, sisters and daughters that are, without ultimate humiliation I have to admit, not safe sitting even in their homes. I want us to unite and raise our voices on behalf of all those that have been scarred for life and cannot speak for themselves, in hopes that one day, they can see read my posts and find motivation from it within themselves to raise up and take a stand for themselves. We need to start by getting rid of the corrupt higher authorities that are nothing but a dirt stain in the name of justice, who only know how to blame the weak and the oppressed, and that know only how to oppress the oppressed further. First on the list being Lahore Capital City Police Officer (CCPO) Umar Sheikh, who instead of being in constant efforts of making public examples out of the ones that wreaked havoc of this scale, the ones responsible for this malice, he is blaming the victim, who is lying helpless in front of her scarred children, who will forever carry the burden of the incident that occurred that night, all their lives. The mother, the victim who is laying helpless in front of her family with constant tears flowing down her eyes, by claiming " She should've taken the G.T. Road ". No Sir, I don't respect you, that's the reason, I'm not starting off by saying with all due respect, I pray my blog reaches your filthy eyes, you are not worth it, you don't deserve it. You don't deserve to be the CCPO, you deserve the same fate as the rapists because you share the same mentality as them. Thinking of how her children may have felt when they were being dragged down the road, bleeding, while their mother was being raped in front of them, how they will feel right now knowing that nobody is there to take a stand for them or their mother, nobody is being held accountable but the mother herself, the mere thought of it, considering the fact that all of us have mothers, sisters and daughters, people we love, it goes through my heart like an arrow. These dirt stains, the corrupt higher authorities should be terminated effective immediately and replaced with someone that is worthy enough of taking the responsibility to hunt these monsters down and make it an obligation upon themselves of making public examples out of them. This can only be done if we raise our voices for those that are not able to speak for themselves, it falls on us to unite and raise awareness by taking a concrete stand for all the oppressed to the extent that they feel that there will always be someone that will constantly support them no matter what. I for one will never stop being that, and I request all those that read my blog, to please read it and if it is worthy enough of your precious time, then keep on sharing it till it reaches the ones powerful enough to make these changes. WE UNITED ARE THE ULTIMATE POWER. I swore to myself, till there is justice for the oppressed, punishment for the oppressors, till the voiceless are confident enough to raise their voices, till we bring about a positive change nationwide, I will not stop till I am able to bring these changes, with the help of all of you. No woman is bound by the restrictions the society places on them, and till that is understood and women have a voice of their own, I through my blogs will be the voice of the ones that are unheard of, the voiceless. I will not stop, not today, not ever, till Pakistan is brought back to its image, not how Pakistan is seen today throughout the world, an image given to it by these defilers and their actions to spread terror.

Hang Rapists Publicly

For me, all expectations are lost, from a nation that has now become like a magnet that attracts malice and filth from every corner. When all hope seems lost, when all humanity seems forgotten, this is the time we  unite and raise our voices, with pure heart and pure intentions, we give it our all , united as one, in order to DEMAND justice for all the oppressed, for all the ones that have been scarred emotionally and physically, all the parents that have suffered the brutality of mental torture through their children being raped and burned alive, all the women that have fallen prey to these predators and on top of it, they are forced to seal their mouths shut. Not anymore, this needs to end, this will end. Keep spreading these posts till we raise an awareness among the masses, till justice is served for the oppressed and those that cannot speak out of embarrassment, pain, suffering and a combination of these three imposed by societal pressure. Till each sister of mine that reads this blog, feels the comfort of justice being served within their hearts and the feeling of their voices being heard and making an impact, keep spreading the word. One of my good friends, Mr. Hamza Mansoor, who happens to be a Youtuber, has said it beautifully in one of his vlogs relating to all these countless rape incidents taking place in Pakistan. He says, "Rape is not an action, rape is a mindset. ". And this is one of those things that hits you straight in the gut. We demand public execution of rapists, we want examples being made out of them, we want them to suffer for being the reason of blooming flowers, now wilting in despair. Make public examples out of them so that our world is not only free of rapists, but also of the infectious mindset that is rape. Unite with me, spread the word like wildfire, the voiceless are in need of us, they need us to take a stand for them. It's a now or never situation, and I don't know about the rest, but there is and never will be anything that will hold me back from raising awareness through my blogs for the oppressed, the silenced and their families, so that they no longer have to bear anything alone, ever again. Stand united for those that cannot speak out of fear, the ones in despair, for only they know how it scars them for life.

"Shoot me dead and don't tell anyone." ~ Lahore Motorway gang-rape victim.     

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