Get the glitzy black cars on the road. A few police mobiles around them so it doesn’t look too dreary. Turn the sirens on. Loud and clear. Wipe the roads off anything that moves. Tell the people to cease whatever uselessness they are up to for his majesty Bilawal Bhutto Zardari along with the PPP leadership needs to inaugurate a trauma center in Lyari.
Get the glitzy black cars on the road. A few police mobiles around them so it doesn’t look too dreary. Turn the sirens on. Loud and clear. Wipe the roads off anything that moves. Tell the people to cease whatever uselessness they are up to for his majesty Bilawal Bhutto Zardari along with the PPP leadership needs to inaugurate a trauma center in Lyari.
Everything halts. The cars and rickshaws that populated the roads a few minutes ago are nowhere to be seen. The clink and clatter of everyday life has come to a pause. It’s protocol time. Sirens echo in the streets of Lyari. Bilawal’s caravan passes uninterrupted. ‘What a quiet and boring city I live in.’ he probably thinks to himself.
Though not far from where his polished cars and countless police mobiles progress, echo the cries of a man whose 10 month old baby daughter Bisma is taking her last breaths. And he is helplessly running around, carrying her in his arms clasped to his heart trying to get through to the hospital his leader Bilawal Bhutto has come to grace his presence with.
The man, Faisal, thinks there is still hope for his baby. The little girl he has so many dreams for. After he manages to get to the hospital he thinks he’s made it. He sees men clad in black guarding the door. They would obviously let him in when they see his dying daughter in his arms. It is a hospital after all. But no, he is mistaken… for he is not the son of a politician or an army general. He is not a powerful media person or a celebrity. And he is certainly not Benazir Bhutto’s only son and the co-chairman of PPP. Oh no. He is just a poor man from Lyari. How dare he think he could enjoy the same rights as Bilawal Bhutto Zaradari? How dare he think he will be allowed to take his dying daughter to the emergency room in a hospital his highness is visiting?
The policemen refuse to let him in but he fights to push his way through, anyway. Try to picture this before your eyes. Think of what he might have gone through at the time. Think of how helpless he must have felt. His 10 month old baby died in his arms. When he finally makes it to the emergency room a doctor tells him he could have saved her if he’d brought her in 10 minutes earlier. Those 10 minutes cost him her life. A man lost his daughter to a politician’s protocol. Humanity was killed at a hospital’s gate.
The nation was shook as the news took to the screens. The wound was still fresh and blood red when PP’s party representatives decided to rub salt onto it. Nisar Khuhro crossed every possible line of disgusting. When asked by the media about Bisma’s death he showed no hesitation in saying Bilawal’s security is more sacred than anything else. The PPP minister went on to say Bilawal’s safety equates to Pakistan’s integrity and must be ensured at all costs. He reminded the people once again how much these politicians value the very people that elect them.
You were born to chant slogans at our jalsas. You were born to fight over the plates of biryani we give you to vote for us. You were born to watch your children die at hospital gates because our children are more valuable than yours and it’s about time you accepted your miserable fate. Next time, try being born to a Bhutto family for a change.
Thank you honorable minister for setting the record straight! Will remember that the next time we think about voting for you… or will we?
