36 hours, 24 to go. The countdown is being ticked off with not a few bitter comments.
So, the Pakistani government has decided that we’ve had too much fun cooking for ourselves, bathing in hot water, and lighting heaters to keep our shivering selves warm. To the government, these are inexcusable luxuries, almost. Never mind the freezing cold outside, never mind the fact that we wake up to no breakfast. And never mind that the women who normally cook standing upright in front of stoves must now stoop over coal or wood pits. Yes, government. You’ve made us bend, right over. Kudos.
Alright, you say. No gas? Fine. But surely you don’t live in the stone age, you’re blogging aren’t you? Go buy yourself an electric stove, for heaven’s sake, don’t complain. Oh but hey. Electric stoves and heating plates are all good, if you have the electricity for it. Which we don’t. The lauded government again, is determined on catapulting us right smack into Neanderthal times, so that we can hone our various scavenging, cooking over wood fires skills…Didn’t we get that over with when cavemen became extinct?
Power goes out every hour on the clock, gas is out for countless ones, and we’re supposed to walk around with smiles plastered on our icy faces.
Trust me, I’m not even complaining anymore, I’m way too used to this happening. Ask any Pakistani.
Adaptability is key, while we continue to revolt for all the wrong things.