Wednesday 12 November 2014

The social turmoil of getting labeled in my beloved city Lahore

As a professional we get to follow certain rules, the dos and don’ts that, we may also know as a job description. When we move in towards our professional goal/s we also get a designation that is who we are recognized as a person in a professional sphere. Moreover we get the similar treatment based on our labels that we may lose once our daily shifts come to an end. But the society that I belong to doesn't believe in working-shifts coming to an end; our labels continue to speak for ourselves till we either end up believing in the labels as our whole truth or we become friends with the labels upon us, quoting it as a social norm. Either way in Lahore it is getting difficult for individuals like me to think and see themselves beyond labels that we get on our never ending shifts.

My society shares a trait that makes people impatient and intolerant towards anything and everything that is 1. New to them, 2. Doesn't go with their limited or unlimited mindset, which is why we believe in judging everything based on our little exposure to the people with similar mindset. Yet we enjoy calling ourselves as liberals, progressive, open minded people living a life that developed countries can never achieve and we should be proud of our denial.

In my Muslim Punjabi Educated society it is not the appearance, language, understanding, exposure, brought up or academics, that puts a label on me but it is mere one thought that; “I know better than everybody around me” who is what and what is what. Yes we are born genius and we get challenged whenever we see a person wearing black we would label him a Shiite, a women in jeans is no doubt a slut, a women in burka is the most pious person around us, and a women holding a cigarette is a bad mother/wife/women and should be killed if she dares to smoke publically, a guy without a job is stupid and doesn't work hard enough, a man with a beard will always be wise and the wisdom grows as the inches add up to the length of his facial hair. This is what we know and some prerequisites that we grow up with under ordinary circumstances like average school, average parents and an average job.

We all are aware of it, we might even sarcastically criticize this turmoil with humour, despair or ignorance, yet we don’t do much to change it. Once our work shifts end, we continue to socially kill ourselves by accepting the labels we get and our only survival falls on not becoming a resistance to the chain that recruits another person with a mindset of a born genius who knows it all. I am not the person who has a solution to this noble cause don’t judge me like that, I'm just a guy who brought this up on a blog. The words I speak are not my own.