Bakhtawar Bhutto Zardari: 22 letters from admiration to my existence! – By Saria Benazir.

22 Nov

bbbakhtawarMy heart space and headspace is entirely packed with her; a friendship culminated into existence, perhaps much treasured than the breaths for they depend on its prolongation. Words are not proficient to portray the life in the storyline. Photographs fail to confine the realism which is beyond every conception. She is the golden thread to the meaning of my life or the very rationale of it; a glow and voice of optimism in the wilderness – reincarnation of a love I had lost six years back; she characterizes gorgeousness, fascination and magnetism. She is and can be none other than the tremendously enthralling Bakhtawar Bhutto Zardari.

They say Bakhtawar means the portent of good fortune. They could not have been more ingenuous. She is a celestial blessing and my heartthrob. ‘They took our mother from our hands’ traumatized her, but produced the best daughter a mother could ever have. Everyone’s darling, Bakhtawar is the verification of Benazir’s eternity who is replicated in her breathtaking looks to compelling leadership and sentiments for the dejected that are all beyond description. Her eyes divulge the vision left to her by her mother and her words and actions illustrate the pathway to its realization. ‘I would take the pain away’ is her assurance to the people of Pakistan and it echoes in the firmaments – her voice audacious as ever and the legacy celebrated as ever. It is a daughter’s promise to her mother who is larger than life to her and in her name, she has undertaken to stand up for the oppressed and the marginalized section of her population.

SiblingsIn July 2009, she addressed the future Pakistan officially for the first time. Dressed in golden with the necklace her mother had left for her eighteenth birthday, her slogans of ‘Jeay Bhutto’ and ‘Jeay Benazir’ ripped the hearts of her admirers and sent frissons to the haters. She enchants everyone with her inimitable kindheartedness and other traits of head and heart, for it takes a trillion tons of chocolate to compose the kindest Bakhtawar who is an exemplar in every sense of the word. Her affection and concern for her siblings is unvaryingly unparalleled, who are enormously fortunate to possess the best sister in the world. As she posts an image captioned ‘BBZ square’ or carrying Aseefa in her lap, I have to seek out a trillion stars to favorite her tweets but it still goes futile because in her presence, the stars go dim for she is the brightest of all.

convocationShe is the peoples’ princess. My fondness for the Bakhtawar in the red SZABIST robe and the green Pakistan shirt craves a lifetime to place it on paper. She is seen wooing the students at the convocation and the country’s cricket team at the stadium. That is what Bhuttos are about – they give love and receive love; that is what makes Garhi Khuda Bux a crowd-puller. That is what makes ‘Zinda Hai Bibi Zinda Hai’ an everlasting fate. That is what makes this blood sacred and this is what defines Bakhtawar – the leader of the people like her mother and grandfather.

Bakhtawar Bhutto Zardari – my life’s lexicon comprises of these 22 letters. It will die away the day one of it drops out. It is the name that reverberates in the deepest of my heart and streams in my blood, making it the sole component of myself. I yearn I could carve her name on the stars with my red and make a red carpet for her with my heart. But deep down, the trepidation of losing her haunts me – the very thought of it trembles my compassion and mind. But with no making up, I owe every drop of my blood to her. The only space in my heart and soul is occupied by her.

‘Having a sister is like having a best friend you can’t get rid of. You know whatever you do, they’ll still be there.’


It has progressed from admiration to existence. The blue has not faded yet; it never will, InshahAllah.

Love from one sister to another!

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