Laugh Out Loud.

I just watched this really brilliant video piece on an apparent unofficial underground club in Karachi. Literally underground. A friend of a friend had posted it on facebook, I wanted to put it up here, but I have no idea where he found it from, because I havn't been able to. Point is, it was posted with the usual caption of aizab-e-Allah and how we're all as a nation headed to hell and all that. I, however, felt nothing but rich, bubbling laughter rumble up from somewhere deep within me. I love stuff like this, I love any small, ridiculous piece of evidence that shows me that Karachi is still alive. Still raw...rebellious...pulsating...seductive. I'm glad for the people who decided to start it, and a little awed by the people with the courage to go there (I don't drink and can't dance, so have always been a little wary of the whole clubbing business). Though, I will say this, I'm a little pissed that I've lived here for 22 yrs, and never hear a word about stuff like this. I think I make all the wrong friends :D
As for the rights and wrongs of the matter; I have a few basic rules by which I live life

1) Every person has the right to think, believe and do whatever they see fit, as long as they don't hurt, force or harass anybody else. If a person wants to get drunk, good for them, if they want to drink and drive, the world has every right to tear them limb from limb.

2) Telling people they can't do something never has the desired effect. Pre- Zia, Pakistan had cabarets and nightclubs, those who wanted to go went, those who didn't want to go, didn't. We weren't any more or less muslim then, than we are now. The only difference lay in this little thing called freedom of choice, and I believe just getting a choice in the matter keeps everyone happy.

3) People who are quick to label others, right or wrong, good or evil, are usually the worst sort of hypocrites. The labelling is done to turn the spotlight away from their own guilt.

4) In the end, we are judged on the basis of our own deeds, not what our neighbours did or what our countrymen did, just ourselves. Hence, there is no need to stick your nose in another's pantyhose.