Cocktails and Dreams

The Kind of People I Hate

On my flight back from Multan to Karachi, I had the unfortunate coincidence of having my seat next to the typical kind of Pakistani I loathe. He was well built and had a large belly. With thinning black hair with white sideburns and a typical 'Landlord' type of moustache. But more than his physical appearance, what mortified me more was the fact that he was another one of those villagers, illiterate, uncivilised and with tons and tons of money. I always believe that more than knowing how much you make, its more important to know how to spend it. And now that I AM making money (alhamdulillah), I feel my own attitude changing as far as spending money is concerned. I wont be stingy when it comes to food. Food is my life. Here in Khanewal I'm spending loads on groceries and the typical 'Bachelor' food shopping spree. But tell you what, I am NOT going to spend seven grand on an Amir Adnan Kurta that could rip if I put it in a washing machine. I cant fathom why anyone would want to buy something so simply yet so ridiculously overcharged. J.J.'s boutique is better. ANyways, back to that man. He was some sort of businessman or something. And it seemed he had just gotten a cell phone for the first time. Because the only time he wasnt talking to anyone (in a thick, heavy, uneducated Punjabi accent), was when the plane was in the air. If man had somehow managed to stick up a communication pole up at 10000 ft, I'm sure he wouldve continued blabbering away. He called up three people more than twice, and his longest break between two calls was a staggering 5 seconds. He blabbered away while we were in Multan. Then he blabbered away when we stopped over at Faisalabad. And he blabbered on when we touched Karachi. He was seated in at the window. The plane takes off, and I'm nicely looking past him outside to marvel at the scenery. And that idiot, knowing fully well that I was looking outside, suddenly reached over and shut the window. There and then I wished a had a hot cup of coffee with me. I wouldve dropped it on him and conveniently make it look like an accident. And then he did something that pissed me off beyone limits. He took off his seatbelts as soon as the plane landed, and before it even stopped at the terminal, he was ready to get up. Just like the other hundred or so uncivilised, impatient people, he wanted to get off the plane before the doors even opened. And even seeing that the long line of people in the aisle was hardly moving didnt stop him from nugding me and signalling that I should get in the line too so that he could get off as well. When is this country going to be rid of people that have so much money yet such little appreciation for anything else? When are we going to have a reduction in uneducated, illiterate people? And when are the educated and literate people going to start acting civilized? It was a very small incident. But I see people worse than him many times a day. Every day of the week. Should I have left the country to live life in a country with more civilsed people who respect the values of civics?

posted by h@mMy! @ 6:57 PM