|
ISLAMABAD,
May 25 (APP): A Philippine journalist who recently visited Pakistan writes that
the country is not painted in its true colurs and has had its lion’s share of
bad publicity largely due to a West-centric media.
Tals Diaz,
after his recent visit to Pakistan writes in Philipne daily Inquirer that
mention the name Pakistan and immediately you evoke feelings of fear and awe and
its PR portfolio reads like an eternal caveat: a nuclear-powered, hardline
Islamic nation under tightfisted rule.
Certainly
not the winning combination to inspire an entry in the “Must See Places on
Earth” traveler’s list.
Add 9/11 to
that wicked equation, when Pakistan had become a victim of its own geography
since the US focused its ensuing War on Terror on neighboring Afghanistan, and
you will most likely dismiss the country as a dangerous land, he worote.
“The only
thing more dangerous, I believe, is perception that is bloated as truth. So what
is the story behind the headlines:
What you
won’t likely see on the news is the side of Pakistan that is far, far more
worthy of being written about,” Tals added.
It is a
side that is more gentle than hostile, blessed with a rich cultural heritage and
civilization that stretches back for thousands of years, and some of the
warmest, most dignified people you could ever encounter in a lifetime of
traveling.
Behind the
headlines, there are stories upon stories of fabled landscapes where ancient
civilizations rose and fell, where the Hindu, Buddhist, Sikh and Sufi beliefs
flourished for centuries, and where a great empire built architectural wonders
that still stand to this day.
Many of
these stories shall remain mysteries to be unraveled by those few who dare to
roam.
A journey
to Pakistan is panacea for the “been there, done that” kind of jaded traveler,
as the country remains unsullied by the mass tourism that’s pervading many Asian
destinations today, like Bali, Thailand or Cambodia and traveling as itself
recovers a sense of purity, as you are left to discover the place without
expectations born of a hundred others’ pre-marked itineraries.
A mighty
art One of the most fascinating aspects of Pakistan’s culture is a vibrant art
that has fused itself with everyday life.
Karachi, for one, is a moving canvas. Their masterpieces come in the form of
eye-catching, ornately painted buses and trucks. I was craning my head to see
these mobile art works that give new meaning to the phrase “pimp my ride.”
Imagine
cement trucks painted all over with eagles and roses, very cool. (And yes, they
are much more souped up versions than our own jeepneys).
Over at the
beach by the Arabian Sea, we saw camels languidly strolling about, bedecked in a
pastiche of colors.
Several
vendors wearing traditional shalwar Kamiz peddled everything from freshly baked
Naan, tea, kebabs, and jasmine flower bracelets.
Women in
their kaleidoscopic headdresses sat serenely on benches, watching the thunderous
waves crashing on the shore.
I
later found out that swimming on the beach is not a custom in conservative Pakistani culture, and yet throngs of men and women gathered on the beach, in
what’s perhaps one of the world’s oldest weekend pastimes, admiring the great blue
beyond.
My favorite
city in Pakistan, henna-stained hands down, is Lahore, the capital of the Punjab
province near the Indo border.
Historically, Lahore was the cultural hub of the Mughal Empire, and its
architectural vestiges are scattered throughout the city, sharing the limelight
with Gothic Victorian and contemporary buildings to create a mood that shifts
from modern to mysterious.
So you
could be imagining yourself in a scene from the “Ramayana” one minute, and then
discussing global politics over milk tea in a quaint little restaurant the next.
Rising
sublimely like a crown jewel amidst a sapphire sky in this part of a city is
Badshahi Mosque, considered one of the world’s great architectural wonders.
The mosque
is also home to a Quran with 1,226 pages of spun gold. Islam remains as a great
influence of Pakistani life, and here I see just how much this religion inspires
such creativity and peace.
“90 percent
Muslims believe that religion is a unifying force,” said former governor of
Punjab province, Lt. Gen. Khalid Maqbool, in an interview.
It is a
religion based on compassion, equality and tolerance. As I walked around the
mosque awestruck by the ornately designed ceilings, two young boys came up to me
and bashfully asked, “Why are you here”? I was a bit dumbstruck and could only
lamely blurt out, “because it’s beautiful.?
They seemed
bewildered at this, and consequently asked me if I was Muslim.
I said no,
but before provoking further confusion, I said, “I’m supposed to take many
photos to show them back in my country.” They seemed satisfied with this, and
gamely posed for a photo before they scampered away.
Another
must-see in the city is the famed Lahore Museum, which is in fact considered to
be the best in the subcontinent.
There are
artifacts here that date back to the Stone Age, a testament of a land that was
once home to some of the world’s oldest civilizations.
Many
of the art works on display are simply mind blowing, from carved ivory tusks
depicting the life of Buddha, to miniature Sikh paintings, to Tibetan antique
silver jewelry.
A very rare
sight on display is the “Fasting Buddha”, a far cry from the hefty
reincarnations of the Far East, as this peculiar statue shows a much bonier,
sunken-cheeked version of the Enlightened One.
I was about
to make a snarky side comment, but I suspected it already had enough of a
ribbing.
Every
sunset, a boisterous spectacle happens at Wagha, about 40 minutes away from
Lahore’s city center and at the border between Pakistan and India.
Hundreds of
men and women frenetically shout and cheer for their country as cheerleaders in
their national colors wave flags around.
No, it’s
not a football or cricket match, it’s the daily flag-lowering ceremony, a
tradition that began in the late 1940s after the British had drawn a line
separating the two countries.
The guards
on both sides carry out a show that’s part-Broadway, part-Monthly Python as they
try to outmarch, out-salute, and outperform each other.
It’s the
fiercest display of patriotism yet, and I admit I actually got teary-eyed at the
whole experience.
With such a
beautiful and culture-soaked encounter at every turn, the question remains why
the gross mis perception.
A
single action that occurred at the far flung, troubled regions (that are even
difficult to penetrate) is picked up on TV, and the power of media is able to
inflate it and convince many that the whole country is in conflict. (It’s something
that even we Pinoys can relate too)
I asked a
few key officials and Pakistani journalists about their thoughts on their warped
global image.
“It is very
unfortunate that it is viewed this way. Perception is very misplaced,” said a
source at the Karachi Press Club.
“Pakistanis
are very tolerant people, a few misguided people will think we are a nation of
extremists.”
“When
you go around New York selling a story about the positive side of
Pakistan, no one will be interested. But with a bad story, everyone grabs it,” adds
Major General Abbas of the Inter Services Public Relations Directorate (ISPR).
“From a
distance, with an agenda, you misinterpret and twist, and give a spin of
your liking. But most of the people who come here and I refer to responsible
officers, when they visit us, interact, get into a dialogue and discussion,
they completely understand. They go back to their governments and ask for
increase of aid, and more dialogue,” Brigadier Muhammed Tariq Jilani of the ISPR
likewise believes.
“It is the
responsibility of those who come here and see things and when they go back, make
an effort to correct the situation, to try to develop a better sense and
understanding.”
“I did not
think it a coincidence that I caught the Pangea Day film fest, a celebration
which sought world peace through the power of film, on Pakistani cable. One line
stood out for me: “See the world through another’s eyes.”
Perhaps the
only way to gain a better cross-cultural understanding is to first challenge our
fears wrought by perception.
The
experience of finding beauty in the least expected of places not only transforms
you, but makes you such a part of it that you bring the memory everywhere you
go.
The strains
of qawwali, or Islamic devotional singing, echo in the distance. In the fleeting
moment, peace infuses the land.
|