He: I demand justice for the minorities in Pakistan.
We: You didn’t speak when that Muslim was killed.
He: I did.
We: You paid Indian agent!
He: I stand with the people of Balochistan. We should give them their basic rights.
We: You never spoke for Pakistanis.
He: They are Pakistani too.
We: They are agents like you. They have sold themselves. You are all traitors! I wish you were all dead.
He: I will stand till Hazara victims get justice.
We: You didn’t stand for Muslims ever.
He: They are also Muslims.
We: You liberal fasadi agent!
He: We all should stand for missing people.
We: I knew you would say that Mr. Liberal in the limelight.
He: Today they are abducted. Tomorrow it will be us. We need to stand for justice and fair trial.
We: Not us. Only you. You should be abducted too, Ghaddar!
He: I will go to court to get justice for the molested child.
We: Yeah right! You just want to be an opportunist in fashion.
He: No I don’t.
We: You anti-state liberal, trying to defame Pakistan!
He: Islam teaches us differently. We need to stand for those who are wrongly accused in blasphemy cases.
We: You always speak against Islam.
He: No. I speak against injustice as Allah and Prophet Muhammad SAW has taught us.
We: We will kill you. You are a Kafir! Murtad!
He:
We: Where the hell are you now?
He:
We: I hope you are dead.
And “we” all shined on.
For another thousand years.
For another hundred wars.
Killing our own sons.
Killing our own generations.
Yet we remained victorious.
At least in our books.