“Education before Erection”

Pardon me if my title is too direct for some of you but honestly there was no other way to put it.

Beginning further, the topic of sex is considered taboo in a country like Pakistan as well as throughout the whole subcontinent. Why you must ask? I don’t quite know myself. Considering it’s a natural act performed by everyone everywhere around the globe whose outcome are none other but us human beings. Then what is so inappropriate about it that we can’t discuss it openly?
Why is it okay to do it but not talk about?
Why is it okay to see it but not okay to have any questions about it?
Why is it okay to share it via internet but not okay to receive proper education about it?

In this blog post I’m not here to discuss about sex education specifically but education as a whole. Let’s start by keeping it simple. Having intercourse means having kids. Having kids means taking up the responsibility to raise a part of the future generation. Capiche? Well how do you expect to raise and educate a generation when you yourself are not educated and raised properly? And how were your parents supposed to raise and educate you properly when they themselves were not raised and educated properly. And just like that this goes on and on and on… way back. Why are so many children homeless and begging on streets? Why are so many kids depressed and suicidal? Why are so many mothers going into post-natal depression? Why do so many fathers feel their only job is to earn money? All of this is due to the lack of education and upbringing which has been going on for a long time now and has starting to seem normal. But sadly, it isn’t.

No matter how uneducated a person maybe they still are educated enough to know how to make babies. And once they’re into the world then what? Lack of attention, mental stress, depression, anxiety, poverty, high expectations, imbalance and finally leading to them being adults and repeating the same cycle over again. (SIGHS…)

1. To the in-laws who force their children to have kids, let them decide since they are adults which was probably the reason why you decided to get them married no? STAY OUT OF IT!

2. To the couple who feel it’s an obligation to get pregnant the very next day of your Walima. No, it’s not. Chill. Being pregnant is a big responsibility since you’re contributing to the future generation and if you want your contribution to be worthy and mentally happy give it a thought and take your time. Rushing into it is just going to leave you both unprepared and then the poor thing unprepared for the rest of its life. Okay?

3. To the men who won’t stop till they drop (have a son). Go f*ck yourselves! (that was meant seriously.) Ain’t your girls fault you ain’t got no Y chromosomes. So yeah give her a break and go actually f*ck yourselves. You’ll probably get lucky this time.

4. To all the mothers who get pressurized into having kids and then go into depression. It’s going to be your kid so whether or not you want it, it should only be your and your man’s choice. No one else’s. And if your husband isn’t complying then find a sensible way to make him understand. If that doesn’t work either, then you married a douche-bag and need to get rid of him before he starts taking decisions for your life and your body! It’s never late for anyone.

5. To all the new kids in the scene. Firstly, aren’t there more important things you should be doing right now like take piano lessons?? Anyways always remember “Educate before you Ejaculate” (inside a condom). Thankskbye!

6. To all the humans out there, please be a hundred percent sure you want kids before having them because once you do there is no choice of backing out. You have to go through with it till the end. They are the future of this planet. Don’t take them for granted. Because there are a lot of kids out there who deserve homes but don’t have one. Act maturely. Don’t let your “accidents” ruin the future for yourself and for them. Sex isn’t a joke.

[This article was solely based on personal observations and experiences not targeting any specific gender or group. So please read if you want to and ignore if you want to. Agree or Disagree. As for criticism there’s no cure for that yet! Also, I do not own the copyrights of the images used.]




Everything seemed so beautiful or perhaps it was just confined to her emotions?
She didn’t know.
All she knew was that today nothing could go wrong. It all felt like a fairytale, just as the ones she would secretly hear her neighbor reading to her child every night.
A shining sun, clear blue skies, white birds flying just above and the deep blue ocean.
How lucky must these people be who get to see this everyday, she thought to herself and smiled secretly inside.
She had a feeling she might become amongst the fortunate very soon.
Just the thought of it made her full of joy and she clutched the neatly tied pink box as tight as ever.
Skipping through the cobblestone alleys and curiously observing the surroundings they finally stopped at a green door.
Her father let go of her hand, turned towards her and said,
“You remember what I taught you right?”, to which she obediently nodded.
He then knocked.

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Everyone always told her that she looked exactly like her mother. The same eyes, rosy plump lips and jet black hair. But she would never take their word seriously, not until she had seen for herself. Mother had gone away to live with her momma and baba in some other country, as she was told. Nothing seemed wrong about this whole arrangement. In fact, it was very sweet of momma that she went to look after her parents. If she were in her place she’d had done the same. She felt pride in her momma.
It was always fine for when she felt lonely she’d always long for a person who’d hug her tightly, kiss her forehead and talk to her all night long. Who could that person be perhaps? A question she always asked herself. Not her Baba for sure. He was never home.
Ever since her Baba had informed about them going to surprise momma on her birthday there hadn’t been a single night she had slept properly. The excitement and curiosity was too much for her little self to handle. Even Baba had begun to notice her and started showing a bit affection ever since.
Everything was perfect as it should be and she couldn’t have asked for anything more.


The twisting sound of the door knob made her come back to reality. She for a moment had totally been lost in her own sweet thoughts as always. She straightened up her posture and elevated her gaze towards the door.
“Surprise Momma!”, she yelled as she was told.
The butterflies in her stomach which were fluttering uncontrollably, suddenly came to a stop.
A handsome looking half naked man almost as old as her Baba was standing at the door asking who we were looking for.
“That’s not momma”, she silently thought to herself.