{"id":1920,"date":"2013-05-20T09:57:08","date_gmt":"2013-05-20T04:27:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/patriotsforumindia.com\/?p=1920"},"modified":"2013-05-23T09:39:47","modified_gmt":"2013-05-23T04:09:47","slug":"crumbling-pakistan-railways-declan-welsh-expelled-jornalist","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/patriotsforumindia.com\/?p=1920","title":{"rendered":"Crumbling Pakistan Railways &#8211; Declan Walsh Expelled Jornalist"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/patriotsforumindia.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/pakistan-railway.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1921\" alt=\"pakistan railway\" src=\"https:\/\/patriotsforumindia.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/pakistan-railway.jpg\" width=\"500\" height=\"308\" srcset=\"https:\/\/patriotsforumindia.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/pakistan-railway.jpg 500w, https:\/\/patriotsforumindia.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/pakistan-railway-300x185.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>kalaashnikov \u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0Kalaashnikov and Islam cannot run a nation . In fact they make fatal; cocktail.<\/p>\n<p>An account of the Pakistani railway will prove it .The author was explelled from Pakistan after this article. A nation based on religion was first divided and now is a crumbling failed state. Yet its love with its own version of Islamic Government is not waning as proved by increasing radicalisation of its poulation .\u00a0\u00a0It learns nothing from its neighbour where every one coexists in peace irrespective of religion.<\/p>\n<p>Read original at<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2013\/05\/19\/world\/asia\/pakistans-railroads-sum-up-nations-woes.html?pagewanted=all&amp;_r=1\">http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2013\/05\/19\/world\/asia\/pakistans-railroads-sum-up-nations-woes.html?pagewanted=all&amp;_r=1<\/a>&amp;\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>sent by Sh A.N.Wanchoo<\/p>\n<p>RUK, Pakistan \u2014 Resplendent in his gleaming white uniform and peaked cap, jacket buttons tugging his plump girth, the stationmaster stood at the platform, waiting for a train that would never come. \u201cCutbacks,\u201d Nisar Ahmed Abro said with a resigned shrug.<\/p>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<div>\n<h6>Multimedia<\/h6>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/slideshow\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN.html?ref=asia\">Slide Show<\/a><\/div>\n<h6><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/slideshow\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN.html?ref=asia\">Pakistan, as Seen Through its Railways<\/a><\/h6>\n<h6>\u00a0<\/h6>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div>\n<div><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/interactive\/2013\/05\/19\/world\/asia\/a-sampling-of-pakistans-troubles.html?ref=asia\">Graphic<\/a><\/div>\n<h6><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/interactive\/2013\/05\/19\/world\/asia\/a-sampling-of-pakistans-troubles.html?ref=asia\">A Sampling of Pakistan\u2019s Troubles<\/a><\/h6>\n<h6>\u00a0<\/h6>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<div>\n<ul>\n<li>\n<h6><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/video\/2013\/05\/13\/world\/asia\/100000002223508\/examining-pakistans-election.html?ref=asia\">Video: Examining Pakistan\u2019s Election (May 15, 2013)<\/a><\/h6>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<h6><a href=\"http:\/\/thelede.blogs.nytimes.com\/2013\/05\/11\/pakistanis-share-their-views-on-election-day\/?ref=asia\">Views on Pakistan\u2019s Election<\/a><\/h6>\n<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<h3>Related<\/h3>\n<ul>\n<li>\n<h6><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2013\/05\/14\/world\/asia\/pakistan-election-developments.html?ref=asia\">Pakistani Leader Moves Quickly to Form Government<\/a>(May 14, 2013)<\/h6>\n<\/li>\n<li>\n<h6><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2013\/05\/14\/world\/asia\/pakistan-vote-revives-premiers-rivalry-with-army.html?ref=asia\">News Analysis: Sharif vs. Army, Round 3<\/a>(May 14, 2013)<\/h6>\n<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<div>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<h4><a href=\"http:\/\/twitter.com\/#!\/nytimesworld\">Connect With Us on Twitter<\/a><\/h4>\n<p>Follow <a href=\"http:\/\/twitter.com\/#!\/nytimesworld\">@nytimesworld<\/a> for international breaking news and headlines.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/#!\/nytimesworld\/nyt-foreign-journalists\/members\">Twitter List: Reporters and Editors<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<h3>Readers\u2019 Comments<\/h3>\n<div>\n<blockquote><p>Readers shared their thoughts on this article.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<ul>\n<li><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2013\/05\/19\/world\/asia\/pakistans-railroads-sum-up-nations-woes.html?pagewanted=all&amp;_r=1&amp;#comments\" rel=\"3v\">Read All Comments (293) \u00bb<\/a><\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Ruk Station, in the center of Pakistan, is a dollhouse-pretty building, ringed by palm trees and rice paddies. Once, it stood at the junction of two great Pakistani rail lines: the Kandahar State Railway, which raced north through the desert to the Afghan border; and another that swept east to west, chaining cities from the Hindu Kush mountains to the Arabian Sea.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Now it was a ghost station. No train had stopped at Ruk in six months, because of cost cutting at the state-owned rail service, Pakistan Railways, and the elegant station stood lonely and deserted. Idle railway men smoked in the shadows. A water buffalo sauntered past.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-PLZH\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-PLZH-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Nisar Ahmed Abro. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-PLZH.html','cardboard1_html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Mr. Abro led the way into his office, a high-ceilinged room with a silent grandfather clock. Pouring tea, he mopped sweat from his brow. The afternoon heat was rising, and the power had been down for 16 hours \u2014 nothing unusual in Pakistan these days.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Opposite him, Faisal Imran, a visiting railway engineer, listened sympathetically to the mournful stationmaster. This was about more than just trains \u2014 more than the decrepit condition of the once-mighty state railway service, Mr. Imran said. It was about Pakistan itself.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cThe railways are the true image of our country,\u201d he said, sipping his tea in the heat. \u201cIf you want to see Pakistan, see its railways.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">For all the wonders offered by a train journey across Pakistan \u2014 a country of jaw-dropping landscapes, steeped in a rich history and filled with unexpected pleasures \u2014 it also presents some deeply troubling images.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At every major stop on the long line from Peshawar, in the northwest, to the turbulent port city of Karachi, lie reminders of why the country is a worry to its people, and to the wider world: natural disasters and entrenched insurgencies, abject poverty and feudal kleptocrats, and an economy near meltdown.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The election last weekend was a hopeful moment for a struggling democracy, with the party of former Prime Minister Nawaz Sharif winning a huge mandate amid record voter turnout of nearly 60 percent. But the voting left undecided the larger battle against popular disillusionment. In a country forged on religion, Pakistanis are losing faith. People are desperate for change \u2014 for any improvement their proudly nuclear-armed government could make, yet has not.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-OPU7\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-OPU7-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Passengers crossed railroad tracks in central Pakistan. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-OPU7.html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Chronic electricity shortages, up to 18 hours per day, have crippled industry and stoked public anger. The education and health systems are inadequate and in stark disrepair. The state airline, Pakistan International Airlines, which lost $32 million last year, is listing badly. The police are underpaid and corrupt, and militancy is spreading. There is a disturbing sense of drift.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">This failure is the legacy of decades of misadventure, misrule and misfortune under both civilian and military leaders, but its price is being paid by the country\u2019s 180 million people.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">To them, the dire headlines about Taliban attacks and sterile arguments about failed states mean little. Their preoccupations are mundane, yet vitally important. They want jobs and educations for their children. They want fair treatment from their justice system and electricity that does not flicker out.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">And they want trains that run on time.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\"><strong>Peshawar: The Scarred City<\/strong><\/p>\n<div>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The Awami Express passed another train at a station between Peshawar and Karachi.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At the journey\u2019s beginning, policemen wielding AK-47s guard the train station in Peshawar, on the cusp of craggy mountains that climb into Afghanistan \u2014 one of about 40 such checkposts in a city that has long been a hub of intrigue, but that now finds itself openly at war. Since the first Taliban attacks about six years ago, the city has faced a relentless barrage of suicide bombings. No place can claim immunity: five-star hotels and religious shrines, bustling markets and the international airport, police stations and foreign consulates. Hundreds of people have died.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The train system has been deeply affected. Until a few years ago, the tracks stretched up to the storied Khyber Pass, 30 miles to the west, where one of the last steam trains chugged through the tribal belt. Now that line is closed, its tracks washed away by floodwaters and too dangerous to run even if it were intact, given the insurgent violence.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Khyber also gave its name to the country\u2019s most famous train service, the Khyber Mail, immortalized by travel writers like Paul Theroux. It recalls the heyday of Pakistan\u2019s railway raj, when the train was an elegant, popular mode of travel used by the wealthy and working classes alike, with liveried bearers carrying trays of tea, and pressed linen sheets and showers in the first-class carriages.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">But the Awami Express, which waited at the platform, had little of that old-world charm. The carriages were austere and dusty. Porters scurried about in tattered uniforms, taking modest tips from a trickle of passengers. Only one class of ticket, economy, was for sale. The train company, lacking generators, could not offer any air-conditioning.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cWe are in crisis,\u201d said Khair ul Bashar, the Peshawar stationmaster, surrounded by giant levers that switch the tracks. \u201cWe don\u2019t have money, engineers or locomotives. That\u2019s why there are delays.\u201d<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/17\/world\/asia\/pakistan-bilour\/pakistan-bilour-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Ghulam Ahmed Bilour. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/17\/world\/asia\/pakistan-bilour.html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The decrepitude of the 152-year-old railway system has, in recent years, been attributed largely to a Peshawar native: the previous rail minister, Ghulam Ahmed Bilour. A classic product of Pakistan\u2019s patronage-driven politics, Mr. Bilour, 73, faced regular accusations of cronyism, using railway resources \u2014 money, land and jobs \u2014 to look after his own supporters. Meanwhile, service has floundered. Passenger numbers have plunged, train lines have closed and the freight business \u2014 the lifeblood of any train service \u2014 has crumbled. The last time the rail system turned a profit was in 1974.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Last year the national anticorruption agency placed Mr. Bilour under investigation; a court later jailed two of the railway\u2019s top managers. The minister avoided prosecution, and in interviews has insisted that a lack of funding was the main problem. More recently, though, Mr. Bilour has become emblematic of another aspect of Pakistani politics: the complex relationship with violent extremism.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">When Peshawar erupted in deadly riots last October over an <a href=\"http:\/\/topics.nytimes.com\/top\/reference\/timestopics\/subjects\/i\/innocence_of_muslims_riots\/index.html?8qa\">American-made video clip<\/a> that insulted the Prophet Muhammad, enraged protesters attacked the city\u2019s movie theaters, including one belonging to Mr. Bilour\u2019s family. A day later, the minister made a controversial offer: he would pay $100,000 to anyone, militants included, who killed the offending filmmaker. That gesture ingratiated Mr. Bilour with the Taliban, who offered to remove him from their hit list, but deeply shamed his party, which had suffered fatal militant attacks. In Peshawar, people viewed it with irony: the Bilour cinema was notorious for showing racy films that the Taliban surely would not appreciate.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">But the cinemas represented more than just Western culture; they were a rare form of public entertainment in a city that is closing in on itself.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/17\/world\/asia\/pakistan-theater\/pakistan-theater-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The Shakistan was one of several theaters attacked by protesters. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/17\/world\/asia\/pakistan-theater.html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Khalid Saeed, the owner of one of the few theaters left standing in Peshawar, the Capitol, sat in the foyer of the once-grand 1930s-era building, surrounded by tatty posters advertising old action movies. Invading rioters broke his projector and set fire to the screen, he said, but mercifully the flames did not spread.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Still, he said, he understood the frustration. \u201cThis is about religion, but it\u2019s also about poverty,\u201d he said, sucking on a cigarette. \u201cThere\u2019s so much unemployment here. Young people have nothing to do, nowhere to go. You can read it in their faces. They get upset.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The rattle of Taliban violence has created a stronger curfew than the local police ever could. Mr. Saeed said his son dared not venture out after dark, fearing attack or kidnapping. And still the militants keep striking.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cAround here, nobody knows what will happen tomorrow,\u201d he said with an air of quiet resignation. \u201cWhat sort of life is that?\u201d<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Some trains only offer side-wall seating.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">In Mr. Bilour\u2019s case, the entire episode was for naught. A few months later, in December, the Taliban assassinated his younger brother, the politician <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2012\/12\/23\/world\/asia\/mob-kills-pakistani-man-accused-of-burning-koran-police-say.html?_r=0\">Bashir Bilour<\/a>. As election campaigning got under way recently, a Taliban suicide bomber <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2013\/04\/22\/world\/asia\/pakistani-taliban-violently-reshape-the-ballot.html?pagewanted=all\">nearly killed Mr. Bilour<\/a> himself at a rally in Peshawar\u2019s old city. Then, last weekend, he lost his Parliament seat to Imran Khan \u2014 the former sports star who has said the government should negotiate with the insurgents, not fight them.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At Peshawar Station, the Awami Express slowly chugged out, brushing against the yawning canopies of gnarled trees and slicing through a crowded clothing market. The clattering grew faster, carriage doors swinging open and shut, as the train rumbled into the countryside. Its passengers \u2014 traders, government employees, large families \u2014 stretched out on aged leather seats.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Muhammad Akmal, a 20-year-old ice factory worker, was going home to Punjab for a wedding. \u201cHope to get married myself, soon \u2014 perhaps to one of my cousins,\u201d he said. Hopefully, he added, the train would not be too late.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At Attock, the train crawled over a spectacular bridge spanning the Indus River, passing under an ancient hilltop fort built by a Mughal emperor in the 16th century, now occupied by the Pakistani Army.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Sepia-toned images of sweeping train journeys occupy a central place in the Western imagination of the Indian subcontinent, from movie classics like \u201cGandhi\u201d to the recent \u201cSlumdog Millionaire.\u201d In real life, the Awami Express possessed little of that romance. The 45-year-old diesel locomotive groaned as it belched pillowy black fumes. Fine clouds of dust entered through the open windows. The carriages jerked violently on the corners.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">It was not always so. Much as the American West filled out one train depot at a time, Pakistan was forged on steel rails. The state-owned train system, over 5,000 miles of track inherited from the British at independence in 1947, helped mesh a new and fractious country. Trains ferried migrants to the cities, provided a moving platform for campaigning politicians and played a role in the wars against India. It became \u2014 and remains \u2014 the country\u2019s largest civilian employer, still with more than 80,000 employees.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Today, though, decades of neglect have taken a heavy toll. On paper, Pakistan Railways has almost 500 engines, but in reality barely 150 are in working order. Most Pakistanis prefer to take the bus. Those left on the trains are often frustrated, sometimes mutinous.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Early last year, dozens of protesting passengers laid their children across the tracks in Multan, in southern Punjab Province. They were angry because a journey that should have taken 18 hours had lasted three days \u2014 and they were still only halfway to their destination.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/17\/world\/asia\/pakistan-train-rana\/pakistan-train-rana-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Hameed Ahmed Rana. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/17\/world\/asia\/pakistan-train-rana.html','cardboard1_html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">In the train engineer\u2019s seat, Hameed Ahmed Rana, a taciturn man in a neat white shirt and a baseball cap, tugged gently on a brass handle and grumbled. The Japanese-built locomotive wheezed and shuddered. \u201cThere\u2019s a problem with the oil pressure,\u201d he said. \u201cNot looking good.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Mr. Rana guided the train into the garrison city of Rawalpindi, headquarters to Pakistan\u2019s military, where artillery pieces poked out from under awnings. Then it pressed south, the landscape flattening as its colors shifted from stony brown to rich green, rumbling past the rich irrigated fields and orange groves of northern Punjab, the heartland of military recruitment.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Inside the train, fans hung inertly from the ceiling as the day\u2019s heat pressed in. The carriages, filling up, were acquiring the air of a village tea shop. Men smoked and chatted; small traders boarded carrying salty snacks and hot drinks; families with women pulled sheets across their seats for privacy.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The conversation, inevitably, turned to politics and religion. An argument about the merits of various leaders erupted between a Pashtun trader, traveling to Karachi for heart treatment, and an engineer who worked in a military tank plant. \u201cWe\u2019ve tried them all,\u201d the engineer said with an exasperated air. \u201cAll we get are opportunists. We need a strong leader. We need a Khomeini.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">A group of jolly Islamic missionaries, known as jamaats, squeezed into a long seat, offering a foreign visitor smiles, a snack and an invitation to convert to Islam. \u201cWe\u2019re not on this world for long,\u201d said Abdul Qadir, a rotund man with a gray-speckled beard, proffering a plate of sliced apple. \u201cPeople have a choice: heaven or hell. So they should work toward the afterlife.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\"><strong>Lahore: Class and Corruption<\/strong><\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Almost on schedule, the Awami Express panted into the grand old station at Lahore. A <a href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0049007\/\">Hollywood movie starring Ava Gardner<\/a> was shot here in 1955; today the yard is cluttered with empty freight vans.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Once the seat of Mughal emperors who ruled the Indian subcontinent, Lahore is the center of gravity for Pakistan\u2019s cultural and military elite, a city of army barracks, tree-lined boulevards, artists and chic parties. It is also the headquarters of the 152-year-old railway empire. In the 1960s, Pakistan Railways was said to own one-third of the city\u2019s land, and today the company is still run from a towering colonial-era palace, where clerks scurry between offices down polished corridors.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Up close, however, there is evidence of decline.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At the Mughalpura rail complex \u2014 a vast yard of workshops and train sheds stretched across 360 acres with 12,000 employees \u2014 workers were operating at 40 percent capacity, managers complained. Electricity cuts bring work to a halt, while entrenched unions, a rarity in Pakistan, stridently oppose any efforts to shed jobs or cut benefits. Unions blame management for corruption; managers say the unions are inflexible. Strikes are frequent.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-I9FD\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-I9FD-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Muhammad Akram. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-I9FD.html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Outside the plant gates, Muhammad Akram, a railway blacksmith, wore a tinsel garland that showed he was on a \u201ctoken hunger strike,\u201d from 6 a.m. to 6 p.m. The system was on the verge of collapse, he said: \u201cIt\u2019s like sitting on the edge of the sea, wondering when you will fall in.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The misfortune of the railways has, however, benefited Lahore\u2019s elite. Traditionally, the city\u2019s wealth has stemmed from the surrounding countryside, where feudal landlords live off the rents of poor peasants. For decades, the landlords have epitomized Pakistan\u2019s gaping divisions: paying no tax, treating seats in Parliament like family heirlooms, virtually a law unto themselves on their own lands. But things are changing. Of late, the landlords are being nudged aside by a new elite, one that has found a home in a gilded country club built on railway land.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The Royal Palm Golf and Country Club, a lavish facility with an 18-hole golf course, gyms, 3-D cinemas and cigar rooms, opened in 2002 at the height of the military rule of Gen. Pervez Musharraf. The club, which costs $8,000 to join, has become a showcase for new money: families that made their fortunes from property and industry, contacts and corruption.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The Royal Palm\u2019s glittering social functions, attended by men in expensive suits and women in ornate gowns, are a staple of local society magazines. The opening of a local Porsche dealership was celebrated here in 2005 with a gala dinner featuring exotic dancers flown in from Europe. Some events even offer alcohol, although guests are encouraged to drop their wine glasses when the cameras show up.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cThis is a family club, and a lifestyle choice,\u201d said the manager, an architect named Parvez Qureshi, sitting in his stained-wood office overlooking the golf links.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">But the Royal Palm was also built on the bones of the railways.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The rail minister at the time was Lt. Gen. Javed Ashraf Qazi, an ally of General Musharraf\u2019s and a former spy chief who leased the railway\u2019s land to a consortium of businessmen. Critics accused him of giving the land away at a sweetheart rate.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cIt was not a clean deal. Absolutely not,\u201d said Nasir Khalili, chairman of the Gardens Club, an officers social club with 1,400 members that had to surrender its property.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The National Accountability Bureau, which investigates official corruption, concluded last year that the Royal Palm deal had cost the government millions of dollars in lost revenue.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">It was not the first time that the military had chipped at the rail system. Back in the 1980s, the military ruler Gen. Mohammad Zia ul-Haq diverted train freight business to the National Logistics Cell, a military-run road haulage company that cornered the market for transporting wheat and other commodities. Less publicly it smuggled C.I.A.-financed weapons destined for mujahedeen rebels fighting the Soviets in Afghanistan.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cWith freight gone, the railway was doomed,\u201d said <a href=\"http:\/\/odysseuslahori.blogspot.com\/\">Salman Rashid<\/a>, a travel writer who has specialized in the train network.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">One evening, a raucous concert took place on the Royal Palm driving green. Thousands of teenagers crowded onto the grass to see Atif Aslam, a popular singer, in a performance sponsored by a cellphone company. Militant violence has curtailed public events in Lahore; most take place in such cloistered circumstances.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Before a crowd of about 4,000 young people, some joined by their parents, Mr. Aslam, wearing skinny jeans and a fur hat, bounded across the stage in a sea of testosterone, fluttering vocals and crashing guitars.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">To a foreigner, many posed a rhetorical question that betrayed their wounded sensitivity to Pakistan\u2019s international image. \u201cDo we look like terrorists?\u201d asked Zuhaib Rafaqat, a 21-year-old computer student. \u201cThe West seems to think we are. But look at us \u2014 we\u2019re just enjoying ourselves, like anyone else.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\"><strong>Sindh: Abiding Alienation<\/strong><\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Charging across lush fields of wheat and cotton, the train crossed into Sindh Province, where it halted at Sukkur, on the Indus River. The Lansdowne Bridge, completed in 1889, spanned the water \u2014 one of several feats of engineering by the British colonialists who hacked through mountains, traversed ravines and cut across deserts to make a railroad in what has become Pakistan.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The railway project was foremost a tool of occupation: first to transport cheap cotton to English factories, later to move troops toward the northwestern frontier to guard against invasion from czarist Russia. Tens of thousands of construction workers died on the job, perishing in blistering summers and freezing winters, or from diseases like scurvy and malaria.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Hindu farmers toiled picking cotton, as a cloud of dragonflies swarmed overhead.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">South of Sukkur, waterlogged fields mark a modern calamity: the 2010 floods, which inundated about one-fifth of the country, affected 20 million people and caused up to $43 billion in economic losses, according to some estimates. Topsoil and entire villages washed away in muddy waves, never to return.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">In the Awami Express\u2019s grimy dining car, a cook named Amir Khan stirred a greasy chicken broth over an open flame, then flopped onto a stack of soda crates. He gestured to the flood-scarred landscape.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cZardari will show this to America, so that he can get some money,\u201d Mr. Khan said with a cackling laugh, referring to President Asif Ali Zardari, who comes from Sindh. The cook wiped a mug clean, then paused reflectively. \u201cMaybe if Benazir were alive, things would be different.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2007\/12\/28\/world\/asia\/28bhutto.html?pagewanted=all\">assassination of former Prime Minister Benazir Bhutto<\/a> in December 2007 was a traumatic event for Pakistan, but also for its railways. Enraged supporters attacked 30 train stations across her native Sindh, burning 137 coaches and 22 locomotives in a sulfurous protest at the failure of the state to protect Ms. Bhutto.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Still today, the trains present an easy target for disgruntled Pakistanis. As the Awami Express pushed south, the railway police passed through the train, brusquely searching passengers and their luggage. The police increased railway security after Baloch separatists exploded a small bomb at Lahore Station last year, killing two people. More recently, ethnic Sindhi separatists have singled out the train lines for attack.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Sindh is the hub of Pakistan\u2019s Hindu population, which, like other minorities, has suffered from deepening intolerance in recent years. Stories of <a title=\"Times article\" href=\"http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2012\/03\/26\/world\/asia\/pakistani-hindus-say-womans-conversion-to-islam-was-coerced.html\">forced conversion of Hindu women<\/a> at the hands of Muslim zealots have caused media scandals; last year some Hindu families, complaining of prejudice, left for India. But they were an exception: most Hindus remained behind, and some are quietly thriving.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At the southern city of Hyderabad, a train branch line jutted into the desert, toward the border with India. This was Thar, a desert region where, unusually, Hindus are predominant. A rural commuter service \u2014 a train with open doors and a handful of seats \u2014 ambled through irrigated farmland toward the desert. On board were farmers, small traders and pilgrims returning from a Hindu shrine, the bareheaded women adorned in gold and silver jewelry.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">At the district\u2019s main town, Umerkot, the local colony of snake charmers lives in the shadow of a clay-walled fort. The chief snake charmer, wearing a bright red turban and playing a flute, entranced a cobra as it curled from a wicker basket. Later, he produced a government certificate that attested to his ability to \u201cperform a dangerous act of passing three-foot snake from nostril and mouth.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cHalf of our people are in India,\u201d he said afterward, pointing toward the desert and the border. \u201cBut we feel ourselves 100 percent Pakistani.\u201d<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\"><strong>Karachi: The Slum Patriot<\/strong><\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Land is gold in Karachi, Pakistan\u2019s tremulous port megalopolis: a city of migrants, filled with opportunity and danger, where space is at a premium that is often paid in blood. Political parties, mullahs, criminal gangs and Taliban militants all battle for land in the city, often with weapons. The railways offer an easy target.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Slums crowd the train lines that snake through the city, pushing up against the tracks. Migrants have been coming here for decades, seeking economic opportunity or, more recently, fleeing Taliban violence.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">A short walk from Karachi\u2019s main train station lies Railway Colony Gate No. 10: a cluster of rough shacks, pressed against a slope, bordered by a stagnant pool of black, putrid sewage.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Among its residents is Nazir Ahmed Jan, a burly 30-year-old and an unlikely Pakistani patriot.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Mr. Jan, known to friends as Janu, is from the northwestern Swat Valley, where fighting erupted in 2009. After the Taliban arrived, his family fled Khwazakhela, a village \u201cbetween the river and the mountain,\u201d which he described with misty-eyed nostalgia: lush fields, soaring mountains and his family\u2019s grocery store, later destroyed in fighting.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">In contrast, Karachi is gritty and ugly, he acknowledged. He made his money selling \u201cchola\u201d \u2014 a cheap bean gruel \u2014 as he guided his pushcart through the railway slum. It earned him perhaps $3 a day \u2014 enough to feed his two infant children, if not much else.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">The slums of Karachi encroach on the main train track.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">But Mr. Jan was an irrepressible optimist. At least Karachi was safe, relatively speaking, he said. And it had other attractions.<\/p>\n<div>\n<div>Click to Enlarge&#8221; src=&#8221;http:\/\/graphics8.nytimes.com\/images\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-Y7N1\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-Y7N1-articleInline.jpg&#8221; width=190 height=127&gt;<\/div>\n<h6>Andrea Bruce for The New York Times<\/h6>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Children played cricket on the tracks in Karachi. <a href=\"javascript:pop_me_up2('http:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/imagepages\/2013\/05\/18\/world\/asia\/20130519-PAKISTAN-slide-Y7N1.html','cardboard1_html','width=720,height=546,scrollbars=yes,toolbars=no,resizable=yes')\">Click to Enlarge<\/a><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">In the corner of his home was a battered computer, hooked up to the Internet via a stolen phone line. He used it to write poetry, mostly about his love for Pakistan, he said, pulling out a sample. One couplet read:<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cIf you divide my body into 100 parts \/a voice will cry from each one: Pakistan! Pakistan!&#8221;Mr. Jan\u2019s face clouded. He had contacted national television stations, and even the army press service, trying to get his work published, he said, folding a page of verse slowly. But nobody was interested; for now the poetry was confined to his Facebook page.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">\u201cI just want to express my love for my country,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Distrusting politicians, he harbored a halcyon vision of what Pakistan could become: a country that offered justice, free education and health care, where leaders made the people wealthy, and not the other way round. \u201cThat would be the Islamic way of serving the people,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n<p itemprop=\"articleBody\">Mr. Jan smiled and, clasping his hands across his chest, excused himself. He had to work. 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