THE THROB OF EVERY EMPATHY _BILAWAL BHUTTO ZARDARI _ by Saria Benazir

Unwrapping the eyes, after a sinister night,
A plain scrutiny of heavens,
Birds humming with merriment,
Harmony in the atmosphere,
I heed up to each of the influence,
Then have down pat,
Aah! It’s September 21,
A day, too extraordinary in the life of Pakistan,
In the continuation of Pakistan Peoples Party,
Of course, nothing else than the origin of an anticipate,
So likely, a baby, who was fated to be “Benazir”,
A kid with example less individuality,
An illustration of his beloved mom,
None else than the only one,
The throb of every empathy,
Bilawal Bhutto Zardari….!!!

Moments budge with their swiftness,
Without concern for better or worst,
The specifics, either ruthless or superior,
Life goes on,
The cruel world keeps watching with sprite eyes,
Staring with opened blood filled jowls,
A kid _ No!
He’d been a dupe to anguishes,
With mother, carrying oversize tasks,
Of raising the children,
Proving the incorruptibility of captured husband,
And attending to the ailing mother….
The father,
At the rear of prison gates,
And the relations,
Living in exile,
Far apart on the Arab Lands,
Or in the European Continent,
Millions of miles away,
From their own native land…..

Hardly a year, the family had been together,
The soreness of losing the mother,
That was too hard to stomach,
For the scratches were monster enough to remove,
Life of the precedent years,
Too hard to gain,

Where the universe was bleak,
But the audacity of a teenager,
“My mother always used to say,
Democracy is the greatest revenge”,
From the day,
Thereby started a new-fangled faction,
A new struggle to materialize Bibi’s apparition,
The humankind saw a new Chairman in Bilawal,
Whose words amused every being,
Flair, too atypical to find,
“It was not handed over to me,
Like some piece of furniture,
The party asked me to do it and I did”…!!!

The world heard Bibi Shaheed’s voice,
Whenever he spoke,
Wo sar mangein gey, hum sar dein gey,
Wo khoon mangein gey, hum khoon dein gey,
Wo jan mangein gey, hum jan dein gey.......
Laikin mein apney Nana aur maan key nazriaat ko nahin chor sekta!
The world can’t stop from chanting,
Long Live Bhutto-ism!!

The cadence echoes right of the young Bhutto,
I wish Zia had lived,
I wish he’d lived to witness our revenge..!!!!

Long Live Bilawal Bhutto Zardari _ the True reflection of Shaheed Benazir Bhutto!!!!

Happy Birthday!
Live Long!

Regards,
Saria Benazir!

“SAR CHAHIYAI, SAR DAIY GAY HUM” _ by Saria Benazir.

A day in the existence of Pakistan, when the sun rose with a fresh anticipate _ It was September 21, 1988 , when a new Bhutto came in this world _ All out, that turned to be a ruby note day for the admirers of democracy _ for every person, who deemed in the Bhutto heritage_ Yes, that trust was no one else than the one, who’s a factual manifestation of his mother _ The Daughter of Destiny Shaheed Mohtarma Benazir Bhutto, the child, who was BENAZIR, not barely by name, but also instance less in his traits _ more commonly, even known as the Child who duped the President! _ the only son of my heroic and venerated leaders Shaheed Benazir Bhutto & President Asif Ali Zardari.

Brought up with great love, care and affection, Bilawal Bhutto Zardari from his infancy is a part of that faction, which’s still going on to provide rights to the people of Pakistan _ To provide BREAD, CLOTHING & SHELTER to the poor population of the state and to finish up with all the injustices, which have crippled our society, ever since the foundation of Pakistan. Lettering about the life of this child seems reasonably hard-hitting, as it requires a huge empathy _ A stone-like sensitivity to recall all of the sacrifices, he even had to give as a child for the sake of democracy_ Though, at that time, he might not be even aware of the word Democracy…..! Existence twinges _ The ogles are occupied with rashes for the kid, who could never get the affection of his father at a time, he was in need of it _ Just look back and count out the number of birthdays, he celebrated without his father _ It was his valor, who, then observed his mother, facing thousands of hardships _ The only essence, under the heaps of responsibilities, _ of sustaining the children, attending to the ailing mother, proving the innocence of her captured husband and thereby, leading the largest political party of Pakistan.

Scarcely a year, the family was together, Bilawal had to stomach another very great ache _ The distress of losing his beloved mother _ If her assassination made the whole nation, deprived of a mother, one can imagine the sentiments of her own children_ Life, without Bibi seems impracticable for every of her devotee then how about Bilawal, Aseefa and Bakhtawar, who are surviving without their mother!!! The December 27, 2007 _ The murkiest afternoon and three days later, the world witnessed another BHUTTO in politics _ plucky like a tiger, who confiscated the cleaves from eyes and stood ahead to lead this orphan nation _ to move forwards with the legacy of her martyred mother :- “MY MOTHER ALWAYS USED TO SAY THAT DEMOCRACY IS THE GREATEST REVENGE”.
This was in verity, a demise blow to the opponents of PPP and thereby, every tormenter, when the world again heard the young Bhutto, speaking of continuing with the cause of her mom and not to bow to the desires of any dictator.

“It (PPP) was not handed over to me, like some piece of furniture. The Party asked me to do it & I did”.
From a student and the eldest child of Benazir Bhutto, Bilawal now even came to be known as the “CHAIRMAN” of Pakistan Peoples Party _ The youngest ever teen to lead such a great political party and from the same day, he has proved himself to be the true blood of the Bhutto bequest! His love for the people, like his mother and grandfather and commitment to make Pakistan prosperous leaves no scope for confusion in his capability to be the future Prime Minister of Pakistan (InshAllah), as he rightfully merits it!!!! Where one heeds him speaking to the party workers as
“You and I are bonded by the unbreakable bonds of commitment and loyalty towards one another. Our party is now a global party stretching from one corner of the world to the other. When one speaks about democracy in Pakistan, the Pakistan Peoples Party is the best choice of the people of Pakistan”,
One can judge his political insight _ for he has a leader in himself like Quaid e Awaam Shaheed Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto.

Thereby, one cannot impede chanting out ZINDA HAI BIBI ZINDA HAI after hearing Bilawal Bhutto articulating
“SAR CHAHIYAI, SAR DAIY GAY HUM, KHOON CHAHIYAI, KHOON DAIY GAAY HUM, JAAN CHAHIYAI , JAAN DAIY GAAY HUM, JO FAISLA AAJ TAK KOI NAHI KAR SAKA, WO FAISLA KAR DAIY GAY HUM’!

His intonation like Benazir Bhutto makes him truly unparalleled and precious to us, more than anyone else!!!! The world can gawk at Bibi’s personality through Bilawal’s!

Happy Birthday Bilawal.
May God bless you a long life!

JEAY BHUTTO!!!

Regards,
Saria Benazir.