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In Pakistan, wealth draws the borders that maps do not show

Some days back I went to the northern side of Pakistan, which is well thought out as the most scenic side of the country, having all the loveliness, tranquillity, and a serene environment that is at its best to provide peace to the one's state of mind.

The rest house where I stayed, the management staff had always stood by to make sure we were comfortable in spite of their own unpleasant conditions.

The discriminatory system of capitalism has almost crumbled the societies.

There, among caretakers, I found a poor, white-haired old man—bearded, frail, and fragile. He enquired about my profession, and after getting to know, he requested I put his appalling story of village life into a lifelong book, where a single life lives and dies every day.

He was living there far away from his family in order to make a living. Upon asking, I was told he was from that backward area where the necessities of life were never imagined, where there was no surety of the next meal, and people’s lives were as hardened as could be. They could have never thought in the luxurious areas of urban life, but still, the faith was the strongest as compared to the urban elites’.

He seemed interesting to me, so I started listening to his daily struggle in this merciless world, which never grants some peacetime to these pitiable people who work to earn a single piece of bread so that they can cling to life. An old man warned me that the people who visit their townships get inspired by its greenery and the pure life spent by the villagers, but they never try to probe their lifestyles, which they hardly maintain because of low income and the lack of daily life essentials. They scarcely get proper meals, attention from the government, and respect from other people; these things are leading them towards even more underdevelopment, mental deficiency, and retardation. He works there so his family can carry through their survival.

These are the persons who have always been dictated to by others.

They also have a desire to live a soothing lifestyle or at least provide their children a good existence and a reposeful life, for which most of the time they spend far from their clan to work as labourers just to afford a little better style of living for their kids, but many of them always end up giving their whole lives and fail to reach a point where they can enjoy all the elements or just the basic requirements of life.

The old man wanted me to make public the horrible sufferings faced by some people of the same country where the rest are busy in their upper-class gatherings/reunions, buying branded items, dining in expensive cafes, and having all the luxurious stuff but still complaining while others withstand their personal burdens, discomforts, and misfortunes. He had a dream to put light on the grievances, drudgery, distresses, and troubles behind the fascinating and pure lives of village dwellers. They abandon their families behind for making money to arrange for their breathing.

A poor man made me mindful about the hardships of the deprived, which they endure just to give comforts to the elites.

There is too much anxiety behind their pure lives, which one fails to recognise because of their joyful standard of living despite so many hard knocks and tough luck.

Moreover, the class system has actually ruined the societies, providing everything to the first-class citizens and depriving others of the essentials of life. Pakistan’s lower socio-economic classes are more prone to violence. They are leading tough lives based on daily struggles, lack of proper structure, prerequisites, opportunities, meritocracy, poor leadership, inflation, poverty, and social and political injustice. Nepotism and favouritism are rampant in today's societies, and all these important features drive poverty-stricken persons towards suicide, masterminding the dreadful incidents, crime, wrongdoing, law-breaking, breaching of state norms, misdemeanours, etc.

Although the capitalist system states that one gets more when he puts in more effort, here I always found the opposite of it; the underprivileged are the ones struggling the most. Numerous examples one discovers prove that the system has actually collapsed and it has tumbled down the appropriate structure of egalitarianism.

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