My Father Lal Din Sharaf Sargodhavi with Qaid e Azam Muhammad Ali Jinnah

Nations rise, fall and are history. Nations that rise again become civilisations. My land is the oldest civilisation.

I have climbed the summit of its highest mountains, waded through dry quicksand  dunes, its very high bogs and marshes in scorching heat and sub zero temperatures. My body bears the scars of extremities I have endured. But my soul continues to pass through tribulations. Like my country I am lost between my ideals and the realities. My country still craves for its identity. I too lie unrecognised to myself. In the Orwellian glass house, I do not find my space.

I am also a soldier, just an age older who was trained in romanticism and high ideals. I decided to fade away.

As an analyst, I specialize in South Asia, Nuclear Strategy and International Political Economy. I have written continuously for the past 25 years on the security perspectives of Pakistan. Much that I wrote is now true but the world still does not believe my Foresight. I bring to readers an objective blend of Insight and Foresight; of Truth and Contrition; of Dos and Donts, of Facts and Lies and what Pakistan is and ought to be.

A wanderer and misfit, I am a POWINDA and diversity is my name. I hope the world is watching, listening and reading. Do not let me be misunderstood.

In search of Godot, I was the Central Secretary Defence, Pakistan Tehreek e Insaf and adviser to Imran Khan. I do not know if it Mattered. Now I am President Insaf Labour Wing.

SHARAFS is a progeny of the late but immortal Sharaf and our mother Easter Nazir. His children and grand children comprise business persons, engineers, doctors, educationalists, security analysts, journalists, philanthropists and soldiers. The SHARAFS stamp their mark on Pakistan Movement, Higher Professional Education, Soldiering and research on subjects as diverse as Society to Conduct of War, International Security and Nuclear Strategy.

It is painful to be ignored particularly when you talk sense, but mediocrity is what we are. SHARAFS are dreamers and talk ahead of times. They are lonely.

1 Comment »

  1. Quite a history. Envy it really.

    Comment by naila fatima dogar — August 4, 2013 @ 8:10 pm

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