The atrociously corrupt and inhumane democratic system in Pakistan, which always manages to get a green light from the European union whenever the results favor their rhetoric and the outrageously corrupt democratic governments in Europe are able to claim that democracy survived in Pakistan once again, has wreaked havoc in my life merely because I grew up in a household where the remarkably disgusting head of the household happened to be a nephew of Zia Mehmood Mirza, retired supreme court justice who failed to acquire his degree even in English in first attempt, and the discussions in our house in Jhelum used to focus on the truly heinous, horrendous character of Zia Mehmood’s rapist son Shams Zia Mehmood and his despicable character that even my biological father used to term remarkably disgusting.
Having grown up in this house hold and having known the remarkably tale of corruption perpetrated by Zia Mehmood Mirza with the help of feudal families of Multan and seen and heard my mother writhe in pain because she never was in a position to lodge any complaints anywhere, I developed a profound desire to disclose the nerve shaterringly revolting underbelly of the democratic systems, especially in the 3rd world and rest of the world supporting individuals like Benazir, Farooq Ahmed Khan Leghair, and now remarkably corrupt and downlight heinous Imran Khan, a pathetic crickter (I was the top ranked player with a sensational athletic body from our small town, hence, I know this remarkably disguting human’s abilities outstandingly well; just trust me) and a despicable intellectual, and when I finally decided to write about all of these outrageously disgusting affairs, my cerebrum was plunged into a remarkably false state with 0 ability to weave narratives of any significance; this happened after the publication of my first longform article severely castgating Barack Hussain Obama’s solution to lessening the burden on children’s shoulders.
I have been getting battered and remarkably abused in Pakistan while all of the government agencies watch silently because I grew up in a household where my mother had 0 avenue to share her pain with any qualified individual anywhere in Pakistan for all of the systems in Pakistan, getting the green light whenever it suits foreign democracies, remain perfectly inert when it comes to solving the problems of remarkably abused citizens in Pakistan lacking the sort of connections that Farah Zia, Irum Zia, and Aziz Mirza’s family have enjoyed for over 40 years. Owing to an absolute lack of such connections, my mother started visiting my room when I was merely a 7th or 8th grader to engage in an activity she introduced as “Catharsis” to me. The poor woman with no support network got married into a family of remarkably notorious, downright heinous bastards who have been introducing themselves as Mughals to the rest of the clans in the whole of the Punjab, and my mother never had a recourse to deal with heinous, atrocious behavior, hence, started to engage in cathersis with an 8th grader. The state of democracy in Pakistan getting the green light from the whole of the Europe whenever an Oxonian gets elected in Pakistan.
The problem became profoundly worse for me when I moved to Lahore and saw that even the finest individual with a PhD from UMIST in electronics acting as the dean of FAST—NUCES, Lahore, was busy commuting in a 25 years’ old Datsun — 1972 in 1997 — and barely surviving in Lahore when nerve rattlingly incompteent members of the legislative branches have been enjoying ownership of Toyota Land Cruisers and UK imported Shoguns in Pakistan. For harboring the desire to speak up agains all of these remarkably levels of injustices and complete lack of any avenues for the decent, honest, cizilized individuals and families in Pakistan, I have been getting bruised, battered, and pulverized at the hands of not only probably the worst democratic setup in the world but probably the worst group of families in the whole of the world, of crouse, the pentet of families with outrageously notorious, remarkably disgusting members socializing with the Mughlia Clan from Mulehal. The true face of democracy in Pakistan led by Oxonians like Benazir Bhutto and Imran Khan, and democracies across the world that have remained perfectly silent despite my attempts to bring this matter to the notice of journalists from Europe and law enforcement agencies from Europe and America. All hail the democratic world — pulverize the decent and let loose the heinous, atrocious, execrable like Farah Zia, Iram Zia, rapist Shams Zia Mehmood, and Aziz Mirza — the wold order supported by Asif Ali Zardari.
My mother used to exist in the state depicted in this wall mural where the subject bears a remarkable resemblance to my mother.
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