Relations

Family relations in South Asian culture is complicated and, so many ramifications that at the end of the day one end up standing alone facing the world most cruel, harsh reality “death”. In this world of capitalism everything is build up from the basic of communication. Be it from the almighty, powerful country as it is USA or a simple man cleaning the street of your neighbourhood. The simple way of doing things without wasting money is talking. For year this has being the practice to follow by great nations, organizations, institutions, corporations, you name it. Fundamentally it breaks downs to communications and, if the chat is good enough you end up putting the foundation stone of years to come relations. As any relations there is the concept of give and take. Whether it is a high level or a simple one the beginning is with the question; what can you do for me? What will i get of it? Allah is also in the business of giving and taking. In exchange for life he will expect from one to be grateful follow the path shown by his messengers, bow down to him and repeatedly praise him for his creation. By following rules you will go to heaven after death otherwise you will burn in hell. I think most of us are going to the same party in the new life. Back in my memories what I can recall is that friends of my dad and mom coming to the house we had in Pakistan. Upon asking who these friends are? The answer was these are friends of my childhood. Now dad spends all his life back in Venezuela working as a professor, whenever he had a chance to travel to Pakistan for some holidays or sabbatical leave all of his friends get together and the communication was once again re-established has if dad never left. One of his friend once told me “when peena is here we all meet again, he is the bridge who makes us come together” that was very nice of him to say. Dad was not doing any magic or anything special the secret of his great and everlasting relationship with his friends was communication. I tried to make a guide to make my own circle of friends. But nowadays everything is about money the value of a friendship is broken by the consumption hunger society in which we live. Time is money. There is in fact no time to build up any kind of relation that will last you a long period of time. It getting so monetary that even in family values are getting rotten by this lust for making everything into a successful money making machine. Wife has no time for her husband, husband is working long hours, and kids are chatting with their daily boy/girlfriend. There is no time to even sit around and have a meal and tell each other how much we care. I don’t lose my faith and hope to someday sit together with all my friends from USA, Pakistan, India and, UK. Love to all... “Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born” DiL