While living there, I lost a few freinds to gunshot and bombs, you wont like to bury your close freinds from college would you and see their families weep, I saw corruption take so incredible toll that completely jaahil, come into power and use it to benefit themselves only, I saw sectarian violence so bad that it was scary to attend.
I saw the agony of my father in his last days as he suffered from renal failure and there were power outages on a regular basis. running the large genny for power and then to have KESC come and tell me that Im supposed to pay them Rs 1/kw hr for running a genny.
The condition of basic education, the cost of peaceful living, the corruption in earning an honest wage, the cost of feeding yourself and your family has gone out of control.
The thinking of "thand mahol" and easy money where everyone will steal you blind, the retailers of islamic publications at urdu bazaar tried to con me of Rs 50/- as they had delibrately miscounted the copies of Surah Yaseen and were then very offended when I said that let me count - and for sure they were 10 copies missing. They were not even ashamed on it, no sorry, no expression - just an angry shrug and shove of ten copies.
Im a Pakistani and speak a language as beautiful as urdu, having seen the most beautiful sights of northern Pakistan, but when it comes to the basic rights of life, its not worth it anymore hence i packed up.