Today, frustration over soaring inflation has gripped the populace, leaving them without access to basic necessities like bread and the means to cover electricity bills. Many are placing the blame squarely on the five-member bench and its apparatus, ensconced in Attock. Begum Kulsoom, historically not an active political figure, predominantly stayed in the shadows of her husband. However, when circumstances forced her into the political arena, it became evident that she had quietly been involved in politics for three decades. My personal journey into politics was marked by its own challenges, particularly as a woman who grew up in comfort.
My foray into politics began roughly a decade or fifteen years ago when, inspired by my father, I decided to lend him my support. It was through my dedication and unwavering commitment that my leader, Nawaz Sharif, eventually granted me the opportunity to step into the political arena. This path was not without its trials and tribulations.
By the grace of Allah, I have spent five months in confinement, enduring the harshest conditions. During this time, my father’s vulnerabilities did not become a hindrance, but rather, I became his strength. I remember vividly telling my father that others might view me as your weakness, but Allah Almighty will make me your strength. Despite enduring two hundred trials alongside my father, despite my mother’s ailing health in Adiala Jail, I never wavered in my resolve. My father, at one point, worried that I might not endure the rigors of imprisonment. But by Allah’s grace, he witnessed that Maryam Nawaz Sharif harbored no fear. Tears welled up in my eyes.
Upon my arrest, my father reassured me, saying, “My child, do not be afraid; Allah Almighty will deliver justice.” I was placed in solitary confinement, a small cell with a bathroom. During my prayers, it became challenging to distinguish whether I was praying within the confines of my cell or in the bathroom. As a testament to my resilience, I discovered an unexpected appreciation for the prison’s simple dal and roti. I never once demanded lavish meals like desi chicken.
The prison officials approached me, offering B-class accommodations due to my taxpayer status. I declined, asserting my commitment to adhere to the jail’s regulations. Despite enduring oppressive conditions, including prolonged hours without a functioning fan, I stood my ground and refused to submit an application for upgraded accommodations.
The youth represents my team, and I extend my heartfelt congratulations to them. MSF is an organization steeped in the principles of the Muslim League, which played an integral role in the founding of Pakistan. Quaid-e-Azam will forever remain our leader. MSF sets itself apart by maintaining a culture of respect and dignity, steering clear of insults and baseless accusations. MSF’s youth alliance and organization carry forward this tradition. It’s worth noting that several former MSF members have gone on to become federal ministers within the Pakistan Muslim League (N), and I foresee future ministers and MPs among the ranks of MSF’s youth.
Today’s MSF youth comes from diverse backgrounds, unencumbered by political legacies. Your selection was based on merit, and I entrust the future of Pakistan into your capable hands. Let decision-making be guided by your collective wisdom. The venue echoed with resounding chants of “Maryam Nawaz Sharif, Teri Awaz Meri Awaz,” reflecting unity across the four provinces.
