Wednesday, October 7, 2009
There is a gang network worse than mafia. It steals and kills and no authority can oppose them because they are the authority themselves. This gang has been functioning since a long time trying to drown Pakistan in a sea if miseries. The gang calls itself "The Government."
I just cannot live with the fact that my life has no great purpose. I feel I have to do something big. Something important. Something historical. Something unique and dangerous. I am sick and tired of just sitting around and not being able to do anything. I am fed up of watching my father's struggle for power. It hurts me from inside. Why does human life have to be so complicated and so flawed? I am confused. Day and night my ideas and thinking change according to the previous day's incidents. That keeps me confused as to what principles should I follow. My mind is like a wet cement right now and I want it to harden in the right way. I don't want it to be shaped and hardened in a harmful and bad way.