


Most Pakistanis who travel abroad go with good intentions, but a large and growing number of young people, especially students, damage the country's name the moment they land in a foreign country. They go to the United Kingdom, Sweden, Türkiye, Germany, France, Belgium, or even Eastern European countries on a legal study visa. But instead of studying, they disappear, cross borders illegally, enter Spain or Italy, and then try to apply for asylum with fake stories and made-up tragedies. These actions shame Pakistan and make life difficult for every honest Pakistani who follows the rules.
Why does this happen? The truth is painful. Many minds have become corrupt. People are addicted to shortcuts. They think lies, illegal entry, and fake asylum claims are smart moves. They do not realize that these crimes destroy the trust that foreign countries have in Pakistani passport holders. Because of a few irresponsible people, thousands of genuine students and workers face tougher visas, more interviews, and endless suspicion.
This behavior must stop. The youth need strong guidance. Families, teachers, and society must teach them that no country respects liars. A real future is built through legal work, discipline, and honesty. Pakistan’s name is not a toy. Whoever carries this passport carries the honor of the entire nation. If someone cannot respect that, then they should understand that the world will not respect them either.
I am living in Gujrat. Ten years ago, roads were fine. Not perfect, but at least we could drive without feeling like riding on a field of rocks. Fast forward to today, and the whole city looks like it has survived a mini earthquake. Every street, every corner, every road is broken. Dust flies like confetti at a wedding, except there is no celebration here.
What happened to the city? The so-called authorities seem to have vanished. No planning, no repair, no care. Just piles of dirt and promises that never turn into action. You see construction one day and then nothing for months. Maybe they are waiting for the dust to fix the roads itself.
The funniest part? People are still moving through it all calmly. They drive, walk, and even eat in this dusty air like it is a part of their daily diet. Not a single complaint, not even a question. It is like we have accepted that living in a broken city is totally fine.
This is where human psychology comes in. When people keep facing a bad situation for too long, they stop believing it can change. They adapt, they adjust, and they call it “normal.” This mindset is exactly why Gujrat is stuck. We have stopped expecting better.
So yes, our roads are broken, our city is covered in dust, and our voices are missing. The government does not care, and the people have stopped caring too. Gujrat deserves better, but sadly, everyone seems too comfortable breathing the same old dust every day.