You and I both and. along with us, millions in this country. Like Diogenes before us, we are all engaged in the same quest: We're looking for an honest man, an honest woman and find no trace of him or her anywhere we go. Corruption is a way of life, a habit, nay, an addiction with our people of Pakistan. That Asma Shirazi can use such lame arguments to explain away her free Hajj pilgrimage, that Chaudery Nisar can give such idiotic answers to the questions persistently asked by Kashif Abbasi about the Sharif father and son acquisition of immense real estate in Britain and finally Dr Qadri's ringing condemnation of Nawaz Sharif's kleptocratic practices are all to the good. But will not lessen the force of the wind of corruption blowing through this country. For one thing, the accusers are also part of the corrupt scheme of things, i.e. Asma's case is clear, Kashif's wife and her links to Malik Riaz, Dr Qadri and the dark sources of his own fortune and his present, puzzling return to Pakistan. Dr Qadri himself is not the person he appears to be. Is he a west agent, a Zardari collaborator, an army secret weapon or all three, who can tell as things stand? What he is definitely not is a man of integrity.
So if Diogenes were still around, his lantern lit, his piercing eyes constantly engaged in the search, I'd have taken him by the hand - if such a familiarity were allowed - and led him straight into Imran Khan's presence. There he might have finally lowered his lantern, heaved a sigh of relief and proclaimed: What I could never find in Athens in my time, I see with my own eyes now in 21st century Pakistan.