Jinnah's Pakistan, anyone?

If you are a Muslim, and a Pakistani for that matter, then chances are that all that has enveloped you for the past week – and still is – is news and discussion of the anti-Islam film desecrating the Holy Prophet (PBUH). The video has spread like fire and enraged Muslims all over the world, and rightly so. And thus, whether you are at school/office, or hanging out with friends, or logged on to Facebook, this is all people are chattering about.

The purpose of this article, however, is not to discuss the film and start ranting about how the innocence of the Muslims was taken advantage of by the evils of the world, or how Muslims were, as always seems to be the case whenever something remotely bad happens, targeted by a Jewish conspiracy.

And then YouTube got banned in Pakistan. The timing of this particular event was highly annoying for me, for I had been working on a coding assignment that night and had to make a graph on Excel comparing the efficiency of different codes. Having studied the workings of Excel over two years ago, I had forgotten the bit about how to make graphs, and I thought to myself: No problem! I’ll just watch a tutorial on YouTube to see how it’s done. Which seemed to be the cue for the people over at the PTA responsible for banning access to the site, and thus I could not, for once, use YouTube for a purpose other than procrastinating.

The purpose of this article, however, is not to sympathize with my misfortune, or question the validity of the decision of banning YouTube.

Friday, 21^st September 2012; a date that will remain lodged in the minds of all Pakistanis for a long time, unwilling as though they may be to the intrusion of this day into their memory cells. The day was Yaum-e-Ishq-e-Rasool, a public holiday declared by the government to carry out a peaceful protest against the anti-Islam film.

Yaum-e-Ishq-e-Rasool? I think this day can be renamed better as, Yaum-e-paish-e-Jahiliat.

The protest involved people, most of them students, taking to the streets in a frenzied state after the Jumma prayers, and leaving destruction in their wake. Numerous cinemas (five alone in Karachi) and petrol pumps were set ablaze. Policemen tried their best to stop the mob, exhibiting use of tear gas and even live ammunition, but the tidal wave of the protestants fueled by a terrible anger was too much for them to handle, and many of them were injured and even killed in the process. Cars were smashed to pieces, and then set ablaze. People, barricades and buildings alike were showered with stones. Containers were overturned. Shops were looted. All in the name of the man who preached peace and forgiveness above all!

The purpose of this article, however, is not to exhibit shock over the madness of our countrymen, and start stating how the protest should really have taken place.

Because the protest that should have happened, did in fact, happen, and THAT is the purpose of this article.

As they say, the night is darkest before dawn. As a dejected me logged on to Facebook later in the night, I came across something which gave me hope. It was an event named ‘Project Clean Up for Peace’, and its basic aim was to gather people from all around Pakistan and get out on the streets, and use whatever resources available to clean up the mess that was created by the infuriated mob on Friday. The event caught popularity like fire to dry wood, and in less than three hours, about 1500 people had marked themselves as ‘going’, and this number continued to rise. It was certainly very pleasing to see the youth of the nation stepping up and accepting their responsibilities as dutiful citizens of the state; quite a contradiction to the typical ‘our youth is dead’ stereotypes.

I did not attend the event myself (I never was that big a patriot), but a couple of my friends did, and I also came across a lot of clips and videos. What I saw warmed my heart. Here were tens of hundreds of people, mostly youngsters, in different cities of Pakistan working in coordination with each other, PEACEFULLY. They were using brooms to clean roads and streets. They were brushing aside rubble and pieces of broken glass, and then putting them into shopping bags. They were repainting the barricades and building walls. They were repairing the check posts. They were distributing water and boxes of juice amongst the policemen. They were… redefining Pakistan.

Yes, indeed! With this simple and humble act, the youth of Pakistan managed to project a positive and totally different image of Pakistan to the world. The Pakistan which did not protest by rampaging and burning, but one which gave an actual purpose to the protest by displaying and promoting peace. The one which showed up with posters of not “Down with USA!” and “Kill enemies of Islam”, but rather ones saying “Respect all religions equally”, “Peace please?” and “Islam is a peaceful religion”. The one which did not vent out its anger and disappointment over the film senselessly, but one which used it to fuel the purposeful effort of cleaning up the devastation caused by a few illiterate individuals. Pakistan is not all about bombs, terrorism and poverty; it is also peace, love and harmony. These people managed to demonstrate just that.

The widely popular phrase “Jinnah’s Pakistan” doesn’t seem so alien now, does it?