How ironic that in the name of democracy, the Constitution of Pakistan has been effectively reduced to wastepaper by the present sitting honourable parliamentarians. Everyone in Pakistan, including the media, judiciary and the establishment is helplessly watching its wretched end. 
The honourable champions of 'change' and Naya Pakistan have been instrumental in eroding the authority of the Constitution, when they refused to comply with any law or rules regarding attendance of the members, resignation, de-seating or any other legal binding and deemed it as useless crap. The MQM members went even further; after their resignations were recently finalized in every possible legal way, they decided to 'take them back'. That gimmick was made possible by paying no heed to the Constitutional rules and continuing with the charade of ‘negotiations with government’. Maulana Fazal-ur-Rehman’s party, whose main purpose in the National Assembly is to provide entertainment to the otherwise bored MNAs by adding some drama and pizazz, put in their share to trample it – finally it was, by the grace of PML-N and its wisest PM, who thinks that he is a god, generous enough to show his ethereal image to the mere mortals once or twice in a year, whose word is what’s rotating the earth around the sun. So his raised eyebrows are the real rules, his handshake a divine intervention and his will the supreme law and the Constitution: pure trash. 

There is no Constitution and no law in this country. It is indeed a jungle where political leaders and their party workers, like to call themselves 'tigers' and 'lions'. They see no honour in being humans but would rather call themselves as beasts of the jungle and continue to tear each other apart to see who will rule the jungle in the end.

No matter how much I love my land and sing the praises of its natural beauty, its mountains and rivers, as a civil being I do not wish to live here anymore. I am not a tiger, lion, hyena or a vulture. I need to live in a country where there are civilized people, where there is law and Constitution; where people have rights and duties; where there is accountability and retribution; where there is justice and fair play; where there is a distinction between truth and falsehood; where rulers would think twice before lying to their people; where the masses would have the decency to stand up and at least question the rulers. I need to live in a place where I would have to pay for my wrongdoings and have some degree of fear because of that; where I can say someone or some office is powerful enough to hold me accountable and punish me if I do wrong; where I would feel free but under obligation.

I cannot live in a jungle where there is no right or wrong; where the legal system is a joke; where the politicians are shameless; where the Constitution is worth less than toilet paper and where anyone can get away with the most heinous crime without any trouble, be it murder, rape, genocide, child abuse or terrorism. No one has reason to fear for their crimes in this land of the pure.

We live in a jungle where chief ministers have ordered the murder of innocent people on the streets; party chairmen have orchestrated attacks on the Parliament; prime ministers and presidents have amassed billions in ill begotten money; NA speakers have gotten billions of rupees’ worth of loans written off; foreign ministers have facilitated visas issuance to terrorist organizations, ministers for energy have robbed entire power plants; minister for Hajj have robbed pilgrims; MPAs have openly patronized gangsters. And yet neither a hair on their honourable heads has moved, nor a single droplet of sweat ever appeared on their foreheads.

Here prostitutes host religious programmes on media, extortionists run charitable institutions, terrorists champion humanitarian causes, underworld dons run political parties and mafias run governments.

I beg to any civilized country in the world to give me some space in their land. I want to live there as a human and leave this jungle. That is all I want.