Years ago, when I was back in school, my school had planned an excursion to Pakistan. When I heard about this, I felt so many emotions is me, I just knew I had to go. I rushed back home and told mom about it. She was thrilled to hear this but at the same time slightly reluctant to let me go. After a lot of convincing and her meeting with the principal, she finally agreed.
Unfortunately, a month later we found out that the trip got cancelled as we weren’t getting our visas. It broke my heart.
My grandparents were born a few years before Independence, in Jhang, Pakistan. I have heard the story of them locking up the house and leaving from there plenty of times. They did not ever think that they would have to start a new life leaving all that they had behind.
In that hustle bustle, they left for Batala, India, thinking they will go back to Jhang soon. Little did they realise they would never see Pakistan again. It tore the families apart, but like every family on either side of the borders, they moved on with their lives and started from scratch.
Someday I hope these nasty politics, the firing guns, the endless blood sheds, the silent tears are all put to an end.
Anyway, I am not writing this to talk about how sad it is to see the differences between India and Pakistan, but to say someday I would love to see the border disappear.
Together India and Pakistan can make the most powerful nation in the world. With the beauty, the culture, the heritage, the history and most of all, the people who make these two countries, imagine the wonders we could do.
It is my dream to visit Jhang someday, to see where my family originates from. And just like me I am sure there are millions out there who wish for the same.
To see a free India, to see a free Pakistan, to see the neighbors unite, is a dream hopefully not lost.
Let’s bring the power of love to take over the rest of the negativity and make it happen, one letter at a time.