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    A Pakistanis hospitality.

    I will try to locate a few more articles about some westners experience in Pak.

    May be we need to educate our Pakistani brothers what Indian terrorism is doing in IOK.

    There's nothing foreign about Pakistan
    By Nandini Sundar

    PAKISTAN must be the only country in the world where Indians are
    greeted with genuine curiosity, warmth and even love. It's hard to
    imagine an ordinary cabbie in New York or London, or even in Dhaka or
    Kathmandu, refusing to take cab fare because one is a 'guest from
    India'. Or a dry fruit vendor insisting on an extra 250 gm of apricots
    free for friends back home. Or a passenger on a plane inviting you
    home for dinner and even to stay, once they learn you're from India.
    Pakistan is a country with which we're supposed to be at war, with
    which we don't even play cricket, yet stories like this are routine
    among Pakistan-returned Indians.

    I first went to Pakistan this January for a friend's wedding. Karachi
    airport was unlike any Indian airport shiny, clean, with moving
    walkways and signboards advertising Arab-Pak Petro. Immediate evidence
    of how Pakistan had grown away from us and towards the Arab world, I
    thought. There were fewer women on the streets. So far, so foreign. At
    the mehndi that night, the groom's and bride's friends and relatives
    performed set dances on stage for which they had rehearsed for weeks,
    all to the tune of Hindi film songs like `Bhumbro' from Mission
    Kashmir, which, incidentally, was banned in Pakistan at the time. Used
    to the sober morning weddings of South India, I found this exuberant
    Punjabi affair fascinating - and as foreign to me as an Indian Punjabi
    or a rich Sindhi industrialist's wedding in Bombay would be. Pakistan
    is unlike India, if only because no two parts of India (or Pakistan)
    are similar.

    A Hindu girl who I met in a crowded gali selling women's clothes in
    Karachi, took me home to Narangpura, a Dalit basti of some 10,000
    people. Her father, Ram Das, who works as a messenger in a bank, said
    that before independence, they were not allowed to go to school, but
    now their children went to school with Muslim children, and they had
    `all the facilities'. The family had been to India two or three times
    on `teerth', but never wanted to stay on there because ``India mein
    mandir ke andar nahin jaane dete hain, aur yahan Musalman gale lagaake
    rahte hain, sath khate hain." [In India they do not permit us to enter
    Temples (because they are low caste), and here Muslims are friendly
    and they eat with us] A few families from the basti had gone to India
    after their temple was damaged by Pathans brought in from Lyari as
    `revenge' for Babri Masjid, but now they wanted to come back. On
    impulse, I asked the family whether they cheered for India or Pakistan
    at cricket matches.

    Both'', Ram Das replied, and then thinking I was a guest and perhaps a
    bit disappointed at his answer, winked at me kindly and said ``but a
    little more for India''.

    On the ferry to Manora, a grotty amusement park off Karachi harbour, I
    was sandwiched between two burkha-clad women carrying children. Apart
    from complaining about the demolition of the Babri Masjid, both were
    far more interested in commiserating with me because I didn't have
    children and suggesting `cures' than in talking about Indo-Pak

    The Pakistani elite is much like the Indian elite, except that perhaps
    more of their children go to colleges abroad because Pakistani
    universities are in even worse shape than Indian ones. There too,
    upper-class children go to English medium private schools dressed in
    pants and frocks, while the poor go to Urdu medium schools dressed in
    shalwar-kameez. They do `Pak studies' where ancient India is not
    mentioned, and we are rapidly moving towards `Indian studies' where
    mediaeval India is a dark period. But with luck, our students will
    discount what they read, just as my friend's niece in Sargodha does
    with her Pak studies textbook, because she knows better from watching
    Indian TV.

    The large houses of bureaucrats in Islamabad all bear Muslim
    nameplates, unlike India where Muslim IAS entrants are about 3 per
    cent of the intake. Perhaps if there had been no Partition, there
    would have been a stronger Muslim presence in Indian bureaucracy and
    industry, perhaps not. For after all, that was one of the causes of
    separation. Like the Lahore taxi driver who told me he wished there
    had been no partition, I often used to dream of India and Pakistan
    being one country again. But after seeing Pakistan as a real separate
    living entity and not just a broken off bit of Indian history, I no
    longer wish to turn the clock back. Just to start afresh.

    (Nandini Sundar is a sociologist at the Institute of Economic Growth,

    i have send a copy of the letter posted by abdali to the concerned department.let me see how much credentials can be given to her.for me pakistan is a nice country having a rich traditions and culture and people are very nice.....i will be back with her details and i am here giving my mobile number for all of u(u can either call me or send short messages to me)


      Having lived and studied with indians (one muslim rest hindus) for more than a year I dont have anything really bad to say about them. The group of five that I know is the best bunch I met in Aussie.

      [This message has been edited by who---me (edited June 19, 2001).]


        positve messages will help both nations
        instead of mindless propagnada lumping
        whole population as some kind of monsters.


          Originally posted by rvikz:
          positve messages will help both nations
          instead of mindless propagnada lumping
          whole population as some kind of monsters.

          Charity starts at home