“All men are created equal.”

So declares the United States Declaration of Independence.

Centuries earlier, on the 9th of Dhul-Hijjah, 10 AH, the Prophet Muhammad ﷺ stood before humanity and delivered words that still shake the conscience of the world:

“O people, your Lord is One and your father Adam is one.
There is no superiority of an Arab over a non-Arab, nor of a non-Arab over an Arab;
no white over black, nor black over white —
except by righteousness.”

These were not poetic lines. They were a civilizational contract.
They affirmed human dignity long before the modern language of rights existed.

Yet today, in Pakistan — a country founded in the name of justice and equality — those words lie trampled under polished shoes and judicial robes. The crisis of Justice in Pakistan is no longer abstract. It is visible, daily, and humiliating.

A Courtroom That Knows No Justice

A strange but revealing scene unfolded recently in a Pakistani courtroom.

A human-rights lawyer and her husband appeared before a judge, facing an unjust sentence. Sadly, this was not unusual. In that same building, countless men and women have wasted away waiting for justice that never arrived. Some died nameless. Others disappeared quietly. Many were buried under files stamped pending.

The judge was prepared to proceed as usual. He had done this many times before. He knew the routine. He knew there would be no consequences.

Then something unexpected happened.

A middle-aged, portly man in a suit walked in.

He was not a general.
Neither he was not a judge.
Nor he was an elected official.

He was the Norwegian ambassador.

Suddenly, the courage evaporated.

When a Foreigner Walks In, Tyranny Walks Out

Men who have sanctioned disappearances, crushed dissent, and imprisoned the innocent suddenly softened. The same judge who would have jailed the couple without hesitation could not proceed.

Why?

Because a foreigner was watching.

One visitor — not of our faith, not of our soil — carried more weight than 250 million Pakistanis. In that moment, Justice in Pakistan did not bow to law or conscience. It bowed to foreign presence.

The uncrowned rulers of this land — generals, intelligence chiefs, political elites, even the Supreme Court — all bent invisibly before a single Western diplomat.

This was not diplomacy.

It was collective humiliation.

Justice in Pakistan: Privilege as Protection

The couple smiled.

They understood the truth. They were safe not because the law protected them, but because the right eyes had entered the room. Their education, their Western links, and foreign proximity mattered more than any statute.

Justice in Pakistan is not blind.
It is selective and it recognizes passports, not principles.

That reality should terrify every citizen.

The Theater of Servitude

This moment was not an exception. It was a pattern.

This is Yusuf Raza Gilani posing his family with Angelina Jolie.
Then comes Shahbaz Sharif, cutting a cake for the British monarch’s birthday.
Next is Hina Rabbani Khar, chasing validation through photos with Hillary Clinton.
After that, Bilawal Bhutto carries his own luggage only in Europe, performing humility for Western cameras.
Finally, Asim Munir walks into foreign capitals with a briefcase of minerals, offering the country like merchandise.

These are not leaders.

They are courtiers.

The Devaluation of a Nation

By Allah, they have humiliated us.

They reduced a proud nation to a photo opportunity. They taught the world that Pakistanis matter only when endorsed by the West. In doing so, they stripped citizens of dignity and worth.

Their smug smiles and police convoys mock the hunger of the poor. Their designer suits insult the families of the disappeared. Their hollow speeches drown out the cries of the forgotten.

• They poison public life with lies.
• They degrade us as human beings.
• They deny us the most basic right: to live with dignity.

No Honor Under Servitude

Honor cannot survive where injustice becomes routine.
Sovereignty cannot survive where foreign presence determines outcomes.
A future cannot survive where rulers fear ambassadors more than their own people.

A nation does not die when it loses wars.
It dies when it loses self-respect.

The Reckoning Will Come

History is patient.
But it is unforgiving.

A day will come when robes, ranks, and privileges will no longer shield them. The smiles will fade. The convoys will stop. The people — long silenced — will finally speak.

On that day, the powerful will relearn what they forgot:

Dignity is not granted by embassies.
Justice is not a favor.
And no nation survives when its rulers kneel while its people crawl.

Until then, SoldierSpeaks will continue to speak —
for those denied a voice,
for those denied justice,
and for a Pakistan that deserves better.