As I reflect on my childhood, a profound nostalgia washes over me for a
simpler time - one that stands in stark contrast to today's tech-centric
world. The gap between then and now feels insurmountable, rather like
attempting to bridge the Grand Canyon with a vintage Nokia 3310 (I
proudly owned one!).
The rapid pace of change in our modern world is astounding. The other
day, our daughter Ume Laila and her husband Abbas Haider visited,
bringing their spirited children, Zain (6 years) and Nail (3 years), who were
already glued to their parents' phones. As we settled into the living room,
Abbas sparked a fascinating conversation: “What did people do before
smartphones?” With a chuckle, he admitted, “I’d go mad without mine - the
silence would be unbearable.” This light-hearted observation encapsulated
the challenge we face in today's society: technology has become so
integrated into our lives that the thought of disengagement can feel almost
unthinkable.
The situation becomes even more pronounced during visits from our
eldest granddaughter, Emaan Fatima (who says she is a first-time teen in
life), who arrives equipped with her dizzying array of devices and
exceptional skills in navigating them. While she often helps troubleshoot
my smartphones - enhancing the appearance of my home screen or
cleaning up unnecessary pages - I find myself wrestling with the desire to
limit her device use, especially beyond bedtime or at the expense of her
studies. Striking that balance has proven to be quite a challenge for us. As
a granddad, how can I prevent myself from turning into the 'grumpy old
man' of the third generation while also learning to let go of my worries and
allow her to enjoy her time?
Growing up in the pre-smartphone era, life felt refreshingly uncomplicated.
We relied on our memories instead of Google, and social media was
nonexistent. Authentic connections flourished, and moments were fully
lived rather than curated for Instagram. We engaged in hours-long
conversations devoid of emojis and autocorrects—interactions that
fostered genuine relationships grounded in shared experiences.
Today, smartphones dominate our lives, with approximately 4.88 billion
users globally, a figure projected to skyrocket to 6 billion by 2027. I can
still recall the excitement of owning my first BlackBerry smartphone, which
revolutionized my daily routines. Yet, I often struggle to remember how I
entertained myself during idle moments—commutes, lunch breaks, or
those precious in-between times - before these devices became
extensions of our very selves.
In those carefree days, joy was found in board games, outdoor
adventures, and team sports. We immersed ourselves in books,
newspapers, and the melodies flowing from radios and cassette players.
Letter writing was a cherished art, filled with anticipation for the postman.
Navigation relied on maps, asking for directions, and our mental maps.
Communication was tethered to landlines, with payphones offering vital
lifelines to the outside world.
Despite its simplicity, this life was rich and fulfilling. We prioritized
meaningful relationships, the beauty of nature, and self-reflection. Time
moved at a gentler pace, allowing for deeper connections and a satisfying
sense of contentment.
However, smartphones represent a mixed blessing. They enable global
connectivity through social media, instant messaging, and video calls,
providing crucial support networks and educational resources that can
alleviate feelings of loneliness. Yet, over-reliance on technology can
diminish real-life interactions and foster a sense of isolation. Social media
often leads to unhealthy comparisons that can damage self-esteem, while
superficial online interactions fail to fill the void of true connection.
Furthermore, excessive screen time can spiral into addiction, exacerbating
feelings of loneliness and disconnection from our surroundings.
So, how can we find balance in this digital age? We must learn to use
technology as a supplement to, not a replacement for, human connection.
Setting limits on screen time and prioritizing face-to-face interactions is
crucial. Engaging in online communities that promote meaningful
discussions can be beneficial, provided we remember that digital
interactions should enhance rather than supplant physical ones. If feelings
of loneliness persist, seeking professional help can be an important step
toward reclaiming a sense of community.
Investing time in offline hobbies and social activities that nourish our spirit
is vital. Organizing family game nights, outdoor excursions, or book clubs
not only strengthens our bonds but also fosters authentic relationships
without the interference of screens. The popularization of educational
applications and digital games can further contribute to increased screen
time, making it essential to understand its implications. We all know that
excessive screen use can negatively impact children’s health - physically,
mentally, and cognitively.
Navigating this digital age requires a balanced approach - one that melds
technology with personal connections, self-care, and professional support.
By embracing both the benefits of technology and the richness of
authentic human connection, we can effectively tackle loneliness and
enrich our lives across generations. As we embark on this journey, let us
remember to cherish the vibrant tapestry of life that exists beyond the
glowing screens before us.
This appeared in daily the
Nation on 29 Sep 2024
Labels: Publications
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Saturday, November 02, 2024,
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It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of Lt Col Sheikh Khalid Masood (Retd), a devoted comrade, dear friend, and truly kind soul, who left us on November 1, 2024, at 1400 hours due to cardiac arrest at CMH Lahore. His absence leaves a profound void in our lives.
I first met Khalid Masood on April 17, 1975, when we joined the 55 PMA Long Course at PMA Kakul and landed up in Platoon Khalid 4 (he was later posted to Tariq 1). From that day, a deep and enduring friendship blossomed that spanned decades. The countless memories we created together are treasures I will carry with me forever.
As an esteemed artillery officer, Khalid served our nation with honor and distinction, earning the respect and admiration of his peers and subordinates alike. His unwavering commitment to his duty and his country will always be remembered and revered.
Upon his retirement, Khalid Masood settled into a new chapter of his life in Askari 9, just a few houses away from mine. Here, he found solace in prayer, enjoyed invigorating walks, and dedicated himself to acts of kindness. Each encounter with him, whether on his way to the Mosque or during casual meetings around the walkways of Askari 9, filled me with peace as he shared his insightful and comforting words.
During the summer months, Khalid would retreat to his home in the serene hill station of Murree, where the tranquility of nature echoed his gentle spirit.
Shortly after the demise of Lt Col Iqbal (12 Oct 2024). the 55 PMA Long Course has lost a true brother-in-arms, and I have lost a dear friend. May Allah bless his soul eternally.
Rest in peace, Khalid Masood. Your legacy of kindness, compassion, and service to the nation will continue to shine brightly in our hearts.
As we mourn the loss of this remarkable individual, we celebrate a life well-lived and a spirit that will never be forgotten.
Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon (From Allah we come, and to Allah we return).
Labels: 55 PMA, Men At Their Best, Obituary
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Friday, November 01, 2024,
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Dear Fellow Course mates (respectable spouses and a few from our next generation)
As we gather tonight (26 Oct 2024), my heart overflows with gratitude and nostalgia for our cherished time together in the 55 PMA Long Course. The bond we formed is truly special and everlasting.
Though decades have passed since our days at PMA, the spirit of camaraderie remains steadfast. These frequent reunions are a precious reminder of our shared journey, filled with laughter, tears, and unforgettable moments.
Tonight, let’s soak in every moment—every conversation, every smile. Let’s relive the memories that have shaped us and embrace the opportunity to create new ones.
Our life journeys have taken us far and wide, yet the strength of our bond endures. We have faced triumphs and tribulations, and together, we’ve weathered every storm that came our way.
Together tonight, alongside our partners, let us take a moment to appreciate the significance of these gatherings. They are not just meet-ups; they are a celebration of our enduring friendship—a testament to the unbreakable ties we share.
So, let’s make the most of this evening. Let’s laugh, share our stories, and raise a toast to our friendship. Let’s honor the time we've spent together and the memories we've held dear.
To my esteemed course mates, wonderful spouses, and the spirit of the 55 PMA Long Course - Cheers!
I’m looking forward to an unforgettable evening together (100 plus people are expected).
And let me add, a sincere thanks to Zahir Khan, and Sir Muhammad Athar – the souls of the Lahore Chapter.
Long live 55 PMA
Previous: Get Together Lahore Chapter
Labels: 55 PMA, Men At Their Best
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Saturday, October 26, 2024,
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"Work is one of the best recreations," Imam Ali A.S.
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Saturday, September 28, 2024,
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An old, sleepy and tranquil village Satghara lies about 80 kilometers from Lahore (20 minutes drive away from Okara) in the quiet backwaters of the Punjab. The coins found at Satghara prove that the place was inhabited at the time of the Kushan dynasty. The rule of Kushans was one of the most decisive periods in the history of the Subcontinent. At the height in the second century (A.D.), Kushans ruled from Oxus to Ganges and yet their influence spread beyond even these frontiers. On the southern bank of the Ravi, it is a typical Pakistani village where farmers live like rustics in the face of urban attractions. Though off the beaten track, it has never been out of limelight. Besides heritage conscious travelers from all over the world, Baloch leaders and contemporary historians visit the hamlet. Reasons: it is a "Tukia Nawab Chakar Ki" - last resting-place of Mir Chakar Rind. I see part of our history buried here whenever I have a look at it. And when I was stationed at Okara Cantt, I did it often.
As per one account, Mir Chakar Rind came to this village with seven families, hence the name. Another legend has it that the village was named Satghara because it was destroyed seven times by floods. Shah Abul Mo'ali, descendant of sixteenth century saint
Muhammad Ibrahim Daud-e-Sani Bandgi in his book 'Maqamat-e-Daudi' maintains that Satghara was known by the same name even before the arrival of Mir Chakar Rind. In Baloch history, the sixteenth century was a very eventful period. Baloch fought series of wars amongst themselves. The result of these tribal conflicts not only caused large-scale bloodshed but also resulted in their mass migrations to the Punjab, Sindh and Gujrat (India).
Read more »Labels: Baloch, Mir Chakar Rind, People, Punjab
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Saturday, September 28, 2024,
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Punjab is a gold mine for history seekers and curious travelers. You may find much more than what you hear or read. It pays to get out into the countryside and talk to ordinary people. What is more, people of the area are eager to help – on their own expense - when you ask anybody. One finds volunteer 'guides' who were forth coming with wealth of information. The distances in the hinterland are short but the landscape is so enormous that it had to be studied in parts like a large mural seen by a child.
Given the history and heritage, it is easy to fall in love with ‘out of the way’ town like Malka Hans. Once an abode of Waris Shah, who stayed here and composed universal romance Heer Ranjha, malka hans is still serene, tranquil and pollution free. Legend has it that Malik Muhammad (alia Malka) who was a member of Hans tribe founded the town some 700 years ago. Hans became powerful when Mughal King Alamgir conferred a vast land around Malka Hans on Sheikh Qutab Hans. In 1764, Muhammad Azam who was the descendant of Qutab Hans became head of the clan. Ran Singh Nakka treacherously took Muhammad Azam prisoner where he died in confinement.
Labels: Punjab, Travel
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Friday, September 20, 2024,
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No complaints, No expectations, No explanations, No emotions, No opinions {just facts}, No assumptions, No self-pity, No unsolicited advice, No gossip, No gheebat (backbiting), No small lies, No big lies, Walk more than 10,000 steps every day, Stay away from narcissists and negatives.
Can anyone live within these boundaries?
Labels: Chasing Life
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Saturday, September 14, 2024,
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"Nobody is coming to save you. Save yourself. "
Labels: Chasing Life
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Thursday, September 12, 2024,
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Standing in Qila Kohna Qasim Bagh - accumulated debris of ages - one can think of Alexander the Great, Muhammad Bin Qasim, Saints, Mystics, Sultans, Gardezis, Gilanis, Qureshis, and Khawanis. But what you see is the ageing town hall and Ghanta Ghar, Hussain Agahi Chowk - Hide Park of Multan - with the nerve jarring rattle of auto rickshaws, tangle of tonga and donkey carts vying for space with mechanical transport, vendors and shoppers, blaring music of audio video music centers and second hand cloths (landa) hung on the walls.
A city of monuments, Multan has been around for centuries. History of Multan dates back to ancient times. As per the legend, its origin is assigned to the time of Hazrat Noah (A S). Under the various Hellenic forms of ancient designations (Kasyapapura, Kashtpur, Hanspur, Bagpur and Mulasthan) Multan figures into works of Hecataeus, Herodotus and Ptolemy. It has been an empire, a kingdom, a province, a state, a capital and now a divisional headquarters.
Read more »Labels: Multan, Travel
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Thursday, September 12, 2024,
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An important battlefield for centuries, Dipalpur is now a quite and peaceful town. It is situated at the distance of 25 Kilometres from Okara on an old bank of River Beas in Bari Doab. Dipalpur is famous in the history as an outpost that has played a significant part in the defence of Delhi kingdom against Mongol invasions in the thirteenth and fourteenth centuries.
History of Dipalpur dates back to ancient times. The coins of Sakas (Scythian) period found on the site suggest that the place was inhabited in 100 (BC). After Multan this is probably the oldest living city in the Subcontinent. General Alexander Cunningham writes that the place figures out in works of Ptolemy under different names. As per the tradition, Dipalpur was named after Raja Dipa Chand once he captured it. Dipalpur once used to be the first fortification in the way from Khyber to Delhi. In 1285, Muhammad Tughlaq son of Emperor Balban was killed in a bloody battle with Mongols and the famous poet Amir Khusuro was taken prisoner in Dipalpur. The dilapidated tomb where Muhammad Tughlaq rests stands neglected in a silent corner of the town, for removed from the noisy haunts of men.
Read more »Labels: Dipalpur, Travel
posted by S A J Shirazi @ Saturday, September 07, 2024,
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An old, sleepy and tranquil village Satghara lies about 80 kilometers from Lahore (20 minutes drive away from Okara) in the quiet backwaters of the Punjab. The coins found at Satghara prove that the place was inhabited at the time of the Kushan dynasty. The rule of Kushans was one of the most decisive periods in the history of the Subcontinent. At the height in the second century (A.D.), Kushans ruled from Oxus to Ganges and yet their influence spread beyond even these frontiers. On the southern bank of the Ravi, it is a typical Pakistani village where farmers live like rustics in the face of urban attractions. Though off the beaten track, it has never been out of limelight. Besides heritage conscious travelers from all over the world, Baloch leaders and contemporary historians visit the hamlet. Reasons: it is a "Tukia Nawab Chakar Ki" - last resting-place of Mir Chakar Rind. I see part of our history buried here whenever I have a look at it. And when I was stationed at Okara Cantt, I did it often.
