Indians & Pakistanis- Bhai-Bhai !

I have met Australian, American and European, but the experience never deserved to be pen down, until I dined yesterday with a Pakistani girl.


Of all the nationalities I ever came across, I was most comfortable with her. Then, why a feeling of hatred sets in when we think of Pakistan? Is it media? Or are these reflections of preconceived notion of our elders who faced vows of partition?

Her looks were more Indian than mine, even her attire was more Indian then mine, and her IQ of Indian cinema and small screen exceeded mine. She loved gol gappas and chat papri, relished the same dal makhani and saag. 

Indians and Pakistani relish the same spicy street food, Indians and Pakistanis watch the same “saas-bahu” dramas, Indians and Pakistanis speak the same language and, Indians and Pakistanis are die-hard fans of same Shahrukh Khan. And yes! Only Indians and Pakistanis can shed their blood over a cricket match.

Further, to my surprise there are still few Indian families in Pakistan, and they live as normal life as possible. In fact, Indians in her batch scored higher and got placed in the best companies, and guess what? The most conservative Muslim teachers and company managers out rated their performances.

If Hindus in Pakistan are living comfortably and Muslims in India are also living comfortably, then why we do not allow people of Kashmir to breathe some air. Are they victim of fight between Hindus and Muslims? Or are they victim of fight over a piece of land?  In India, now it is quite common to see two brother quarrel over a property of parents and develop hatred in the most cherished relationship, similarly India and Pakistan are like two brother fighting over a piece of land.

Didn’t these two brothers spent their childhood together, faced the same atrocities of Britishers, and fought for the independence together?  All for parting away when Independence finally came?

Are we really independent? Aren’t our thoughts bounded by the boundaries of religion? Aren’t our actions slave to what our society labels as good or bad? Aren’t kids much better, for them each human being is a either uncle or aunty may it be white or black, Hindu or Muslim, driver or boss?

The Journey to this independence is Journey to Spiritual Abode!

Acknowledgement: I express my heartfelt gratitude to the group of enlightened souls called Golok Express,  for bestowing me with the knowledge that I could write this article. Many thanks to the LORD for choosing me as an instrument to spread this knowledge.

Disclaimer- This blog does not promote any religion, faith or sectarian thought. This blog is platform for sharing my journey to spiritualism. I apologize if any of the thought expressed in this blog is against any religious faith or belief.