Routine Life

It has been 2 weeks today that one of my closest friend is missing, well not really missing but kidnapped but to me he is missing as i haven't bee able to watch any football match, not even a single game Fifa on xBox and above all i find it extremely difficult to even take a sip of booze. This is not because i am literally staying at his house to keep the atmosphere lively and support his family in this difficult time but purely because our life revolved around xbox and boozy nights.

Life must go on but with your routine missing it is difficult to carry on. That actually made me think life at the other end must be going in a routine - Life of a kidnapper, pick your target, keep him at a safe location, negotiate with the family and knowing that police is looking for them - just a job for them. I wonder if they are happy at their job, are they also having difficulties in sleeping or its just the victims?  I have been meaning to write this post for sometime but find it extremely difficult to write as it breaks me to say my dear friend is missing whom i have a lot to share.

So i have decided not to write about my friend but simply write about Pakistan and my love for this country. I know almost all my friends are planning to move out of this terror stuck country and i don't blame them, we were born and brought up to hate our surroundings, since the nations birth we have been doing this. and i am sure we will be doing this forever and the day we get a chance to move out we will move out. It hurts to say may be i will do the same but the basis of my desision will be different, i will only move to get knowledge and always return home, as home to me always will be Pakistan.