Those at the top have it so good, why would they make any changes?
Friend, we have had this convo a number of times I think now
I mean why is there any change in the world
at all over time? People come to power, entrench and solidify for their advantage.....thinking and projecting they are some complete absolute....but they are wrong...and end up being proven wrong. Then the cycle continues down road in another fashion.
They do not recognise the grand power and greater action of truth...and that is their great egotistic folly.
This has always been the great redemption I have seen in my large but ongoing study of the human condition and existence.
It is also why most severe caustic take on politicians and powerbrokers in general as a group....that make the bold agents of change (up there) that infrequently succeeded but succeeded regardless....stand out all the more.
Simply put absolutes are not able to exist in the real world absolutely. It is matter of time and shades of grey seeping in...and that one moment you never saw coming happening and establishing.
While I do throw words like cabal around and have a filter in operation that seemingly only present their negative thinking and consequences.... I do not preclude there is some modicum present to change all that given the chance and opportunity if a spark or several come its way.
So like anywhere else in the world....why would Pakistan be specifically different? Why would there be a complete void of this at highest echelons? It may be a large one, but I don't think its complete...and I don't think its a monolith either, it is a pyramid and the further down you go, there is more progressive grounding like anywhere else. Matter of time something churns and feeds at some juncture.
After all, this could be a post I could go into some detail about how a certain
British army captain...that near singlehandedly started a later war with France (such was his arguably misdirected imperfect fierceness with the British side)...was thusly solidly entrenched in his system at the time (definitely the 1% of the 1%)....a promising personal career lay ahead...but we would likely not know his name had the fate of history been more static + cabal-like in that moment of time.
I could go into very large detail about that story, but the details are not the point, so I wont.
What is the point is this imperfect man recognised certain realities and truths quickly even though it likely would have been more convenient (esp without hindsight now) for him to simply stay with the redcoats.
He eventually turned against and fought them...losing against them several times (they were a superpower and one expected to win fairly easily and soon) especially his major debacle at New York.
But he persevered, and you see his tenacity when he survived Valley Forge and made sure as many of his men would too (despite the odds)....and soaked up the small but important hope of Saratoga.
His former foes (whom he had recklessly obliterated a whole encampment of when he was a redcoat captain) the French.... ultimately would help mightily in his cause prevailing and the final victory happening. Strange irony even for the time.
You would not be sitting where you are without such a man working against the system he was verily part of for majority of his life till then.
Lies, narratives and agendas merely mark the time between periods of great truth and action.
We are sometimes justifiably resigned to the likelihood it wont be in our lifetimes, but then again sparks and heat are always preserved in such times....residing in little quiet places all around a land.
After all I have seen my fair share of moments I deeply cherish at our earlier gathering, perfect strangers volunteering a bold yes or no against some established narrative....simply because they knew the truth and would say so.
How quick one was to correct a whole thread about how bad Indians/Hindus all are...when he simply intervened "haha I have
been to Bombay, they are not all bad, not even close, I was just a kid...but I saw how one of theirs went out of his way to help my mom find a place for us to stay"....
Nothing the mob threw against him could change his mind on it, they simply did not matter anymore and he could clearly see what they were because he
knew the truth you see....he had seen it and lived it.
That is why I choose to often organise Pakistan somewhat into a mind, heart, body, soul just like a person too....like I do for any country....but I find Pakistan's case quite unique and it is why I hold those moments close to me...and I know at some point it will harness them, yes even at the highest level, like every country does when the strange conditions and opportunities align.
As one of my favourite Christmas movies said:
Your heart might still be broken, but it isn't gone. If it was gone, you wouldn't be so nice.
...and the men who hold high places, must be the ones who start..... to mold a new reality, closer to the heart....closer to the heart.... 
