NATIONAL RUNITY

Dear Sir,

Around 10 a.m. on September 16, when I go off a bus opposite the G.P.O, a middle aged respectable Sindhi, clad in simple white4 clothes, cheerfully approached me, shook hands and then, warmly pressing my right hand with both his hands closed his eyes for a few seconds and enquired of me, Achha Hae! (how do you do)? I was naturally somewhat surprised by this affectionate treatment form a stranger. I had not experienced anything like this during my three day’s stay in Karachi. On inquiry, he told me hat his son was fighting on the Kashmir front; he wished “victorious joy” for one, and all the jawans fighting for the motherland. We should indeed thank India for having served us in many ways through her invasion, one of which is that crude and selfish slogans like Sind for Sindhi and Punjab for Punjabi-speaking have suddenly vanished. “Pakistan for Pakistanis” is our only slogan now. It is high time o give, once again, a practical shape to the noble words uttered in the days of our patriotic leaders: “Who lives if Pakistan dies; who dies if Pakistan lives?”

Yours faithfully.