I had reached a conclusion some time back that our youth in general are aimless, without direction and bored. Thus recently at the Mall Road Murree as I saw boys indulging in shameful activities, I disdained them. Embarrassed I looked away towards my family -uncles, aunts, cousins, their spouses, nieces, nephews and my parents and then the penny dropped!
Here I stood surrounded by a highly educated family where there were always people to tell me tales of their journeys, of inspiring experiences at work and universities, of personalities who have invented enterprises and empires, of books that nurtured dreams, of movies that generated aspirations. There was always a shoulder to cry on and a pat on the back urging to go on and hunt for more dreams. Flexible but essential discipline, the sense of right and wrong, human respect-I learnt observing my elders. There were never any barriers only values.
My family is my greatest asset. For the boys on Mall Road were their families an asset or a liability? Did they appreciate their values or abhorred them? Could they relate to their families conversations, expectations and matters? Were they at Mall Road because they were running away from their families and aiming for a complete disconnect with them? Probably yes.
The challenges of coming from a family where education is an exception not a norm must be onerous. Managing the complexes, conflicts and self limiting beliefs must be overwhelming. Frustrations may come out in shameful acts like the ones on display at Mall Road.
But who is to be blamed for their shameful acts, for gifted youth going waste – ME or the boys? Blessed with all the capabilities to positively change the lives of these boys but selfishly only changing my life, I needed to be blamed and disdained for not only my inaction but for being judgmental.
In the moment of self discovery I looked around myself- how can I positively excite the boys, utilize their energies? Murree desperately needed a clean-up, should I motivate them to do that? In eagerness I took a step but a dinner, family video and family talk awaited me – some other day someone else better than me will certainly do it!