*POET IQBAL: India-Pakistan's foremost Urdu-Persian poet named Mohammad Iqbal, who later became famous as Dr. Allama Iqbal, stated during a speech in the first half of the 20th century, as the Muslims and Hindus of India were fighting for independence from the British Empire (The British Raj) -- that he "dreamed" about "a separate "homeland" for the suffering and downtrodden Muslims of "Hindu-dominated and caste-based India" where the Muslims could live independently in accordance with the code of conduct and the rich spiritual ethos of the Glorious Holy Qur'an -- And this happened to be the first hint that proved to be a turning point for "dividing India" which led anti-British freedom fighters, like Mohammad Ali Johar, Shaukat Ali Johar, Saharwardi of Bengal and Muhammad Ali Jinnah (Known later as "Qaid-e-Azam" also spelled as "Quaid-e-Azam" meaning "Great leader", to separate themselves from the Congress and form their own political party named as the Muslim League and embark on the struggle that ended in the dividing of India and the creation of Pakistan on August 14-15, 1947. However, the Pakistanis, as history bears out quite honestly, never managed to make Iqbal's "dream" and Jinnah's "ideological vision" of a truly great and strong Pakistan (Which was to become the main bastion of Islam) and this poem has been the result of an overwhelming sad inspiration after witnessing the actual Zombie-like plummeting of the Pakis' into the 'abyss' of "self-annihilation" brought upon by outlaw-like feudal politicians, kleptocrats and corrupt bureaucrats and their rogue cronies via the use of the Roman tactic of "mob psychology"...thus mesmerizing the masses to vote for them because they were "the forces of democracy" (The slogan first used to the full by the late Prime Minister Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto and Sheikh Mujibur Rahman of the then "West Pakistan" and "East Pakistan" (Bangladesh), in the 1970s. As a loyal and patriotic Pakistani citizen and an active, independent, well-experienced journalist, attached to no political party or bearing loyalty to any sect, tribe or clan, I have only expressed the worst of my fears in this poem. At the same time it is my constant prayer to Allah (God) Almighty to have mercy on the helpless yet indifferent downtrodden and suffering millions of deprived and fooled Pakistani people; and to save the nation. Only Allah can make it happen now...there is no other ray of hope and no light visible at the proverbial end of the tunnel...May Allah save Pakistan!
