Some meetings challenge your patience, some your skill, and some — your principles.
I once attended a meeting where everyone wanted a shortcut.
I chose the long road.
It wasn’t easy, but it was right.
Public service is a test, not a position.

I traveled through fields at sunset — shades of gold, green, rose, and dust merging like a painting.
A shepherd walked with his goats.
A child chased a kite.
A woman carried firewood on her head.
Pakistan’s landscapes are not just scenery —
they are stories in motion

There are days when the law is clear but the situation is not — when you must apply rules with compassion, not force.
I once granted a small extension to a struggling family trying to complete legal documentation.
The law allowed it.
Humanity made it necessary.
Civil service should never forget its human foundation.

We cleared a long-blocked road in a settlement after months of struggle.
People cheered, children ran, shopkeepers clapped.
But my favorite moment was when a quiet old man whispered,
“Shukriya beta… hum sab ki zindagi aasan kar di.”
Service isn’t grand gestures —
it’s restoring simple conveniences