Being Pakistani isn’t just something written on a passport; it’s something that lives in us and we belong to. It’s also not about grand slogans or dramatic displays. It’s about the small things we live every day. The way we speak, dress and carry ourselves. The way we feel when we hear a familiar song or smell food that reminds us of our home. It’s in our language, humour and lifestyle.

It’s not something we have to prove, it’s just there, in who we are. It completes us and turns us from individuals into a nation, with a strength that binds us beyond our differences.

As we grow up, we start to understand what this country has been through. We hear and read stories of people who fought for it, some with weapons, some with just their voices. Because not all of them were on battlefields, many were working behind, backing the men in the war zone with their writing, singing and speaking up for them. Their words carried weight.

Because words matter!

Yes, kids. As you grow old, you will understand that words carry weight; they hold people together when everything else is falling apart. And I’m not just talking about any words, I’m talking about “those” words — the ones written and sung during times of war and were later on meant to uplift and ignite patriotic passion, and increase courage and determination. These words were meant to lift a broken nation, give strength to soldiers and hold up the families who were silently fighting their own battles back home.

When you hear a patriotic song, do you feel something special in your heart? That’s not just music — it’s love for your country. Let’s discover how songs and poems became the strength behind Pakistan, lifting hearts and uniting us all

These words reached the mothers who kissed their sons goodbye, the wives waiting without sleep, the children holding onto memories. They weren’t empty lyrics; they were actually promises to the nation that their sacrifice meant peace for the nation. And the families were holding on to the memories and the belief that if their loved........

© Dawn Young Magazine