Who Is Criminal? Criminal Procedure Code In Pakistan.

Who Is Criminal? Criminal Procedure Code In Pakistan.

Grandpa, look, my new toy has arrived! Mana, Grandpa's arm was shaking and attracting them. Grandfather and grandson were close friends. Look, wow, the color is very sharp, but it's plastic. What about the first toy you had? Grandpa asked ... "He's also kept, what you gave, is very strong, like you!" Mane said so lovingly that Grandpa was happy. Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either. I made it out of wood. Your father used to play with it when he was young, then uncle played with it, then it was your turn. It's not broken yet, is it? Grandpa wanted to comfort himself. Not broken at all, I also like that toy very much, just a little bit of color has come off. 

Who Is Criminal? Criminal Procedure Code In Pakistan.

Grandpa turned on his mobile and started listening to the news and also celebrating. After a while, breaking news started coming. Views of the assembly hall were being shown. The entire assembly hall was turned into a fish market. Government ministers and members of the opposition were shaking hands with each other. They were handing out papers to each other. Some were climbing on desks and abusing each other, making threats. No sound could be heard. It was as if someone had cast a spell on the whole hall! Representatives of religious parties stood on one side in amazement. The security personnel were also seen standing helplessly in their uniforms. Seeing the tsunami of rudeness, Grandpa took off his glasses and started cleaning them. When I saw him, his eyes were wet. His face was red with emotion. Then he put his mobile phone and raised his hand and started praying to the Lord of the worlds. Mana was quietly watching them roar.

Who Is Criminal? Criminal Procedure Code In Pakistan.

 

Pray for me too, Father John! Mane's father entered the room holding a fruit shopper and Mana ran and hugged Abu. Father John, what are you praying for? Mane's father asked while sitting next to him. How are you son I am praying for Pakistan. Grandpa said. Good? What happened to Pakistan? He is walking. The son asked with a smile. Alhamdulillah, it is going on by the grace of Allah but the situation is not good. Pakistan needs our prayers. Grandpa sank into a deep thought with a cold sigh, then he said ... Son, you know that my father was martyred in the war of 1965. I was in school at that time and everyone called me first the son of a soldier and later the son of a martyr. I lived the life of an orphan with great difficulty. I have been cut, but all my life I have been proud that I am the son of a soldier, my father has given his blood to protect this land. When I got a job in a government job, my son was offered bribes many times. I was also offered a bungalow and a visa to move files back and forth and disappear records, but my son used to see the face of my martyred father in front of my eyes. ۔ My conscience told me not to make my deal. The father laid down his life on this earth and I am his son. Can I be so weak that I will listen to the words of these greedy enemies? I have eaten haq halal all my life, spent a little. But the principles did not bargain. Many times I was threatened with death, many times the officers exchanged me. I was sent from one city to another. I lived like a gypsy but did not betray the soil of my homeland because I knew my son had to go to the same soil.

They started wiping away tears ... we didn't get this mud for free. Our elders had won by sacrificing millions of lives. How Quaid-e-Azam was a leader, I know he used to say that if my sister Fatima has asked for a chair to sit in the meeting, she will pay the price of this chair herself, the price will not be paid from the public treasury! This is how Pakistan was made. And look at the condition of the people who are sitting in the assemblies today, they are cursing by stepping on the desks which have been set up to buy with the money of the people. Luckily for those who got power but could not improve, what should they do for the people? They can't handle their ego, what will they handle this homeland? Time is a prayer for my son Pakistan !!

 

Who Is Criminal? Criminal Procedure Code In Pakistan.

Grandpa was talking in such a tender tone that his son's eyes also got wet. Then he bowed his head in front of Daddy and folded his hands and said, Daddy forgive me, I am your culprit. I had sold my and Begum's vote to get a motorcycle. I was blindfolded with greed. I sold my vote to a party which is now mortgaging Pakistan's national assets. I am guilty of Pakistan. ,I !! #