No Power, No Food, No Respect
It just doesn’t stop, does it? When Mushi decided to take his game somewhere else, we, the poor citizens living or working around the Occupied Territory thought we would finally be left alone to live in peace. How wrong were we. Now the new Army Chief has decided to show his muscle. The road closes every morning at 9 AM and the (not-so) courteous staff of MP simply tell you to go somewhere but not on your way to where you were going (when you are in the way of Army Chief, of course). Where? If you dare to ask, the gestures and tones used are only akin to those bore by the Pharos. I guess we keep forgetting that Pakistan was made for the Army and not for the bloody civvies, like us.
No power, no food, no respect. And we still wonder why we are where we are, if we are anywhere.
