The Agony of Unemployment
Unemployment is not just a word—it is a storm. A storm that shatters the smiles on faces, suffocates human hopes, and turns a living person into a lifeless existence.
An unemployed person wakes up every morning with the same fragile hope—that maybe today something will change. He tries, faces rejection, and then tries again the next day. But slowly, those rejections do not just pass through his ears; they begin to settle deep in his heart. Then comes a moment when he does not just stop trying—he stops hoping.
Society gives him only one label: “useless.”
No one asks how many nights he has stayed awake, how many times he has pulled himself together, and how many times he has stood up again after completely breaking down.
Unemployment does not just take away hope—it strips a person of dignity, confidence, and identity. The same person who once dreamed big now avoids people’s eyes. He speaks less in gatherings, distances himself from relationships, and gradually becomes distant from his own self.
The most painful truth is not that he does not have a job, but that society begins to see him less as a human and more as a burden.
؎کوئی پرسان وفا ہے نہ پشیمان جفا !!!
زخم ہم اپنے دکھائیں تو دکھائیں کس کو
Inside the home, silence begins to grow. Questions are replaced by glances, and words by taunts. Every small expense becomes a burden, and each day feels like a test.
An unemployed person does not just lose to the world—slowly, he begins to lose to himself.
؎اب تو گھبرا کے یہ کہتے ہیں کہ مر جائیں گے
مر کے بھی چین نہ آیا تو کدھر جائیں گے
This is the point where a person needs not just a job, but support—a sentence, a reassurance, a belief that he is not a failure, just going through a difficult phase.
But sadly, instead of supporting him, we start judging him.
We forget that circumstances are not always within a person’s control. Not every unemployed person is lazy, and not every successful person is capable. Luck, opportunities, and conditions—all come together to write a person’s story.
Unemployment is certainly an economic issue, but more than that, it is a human issue. It breaks minds, weakens relationships, and hollows a person from within.
If we truly want a better society, we must offer understanding instead of lectures, opportunities instead of taunts, and support instead of isolation.
Because an unemployed person is not just searching for a job—he is searching for his lost identity, his dignity, and his hope.
And if we fail to understand this search, remember—we will not just lose one person, we will lose humanity itself.
؎شاخیں رہیں تو پھول بھی پتے بھی آئیں گے
یہ دن اگر برے ہیں تو اچھے بھی آئیں گے
Finally, with these beautiful verses of hope, the message is simple: in these challenging times, along with effort, we must not let hope fade away.
سفر میں دھوپ تو ہوگی جو چل سکو تو چلو
سبھی ہیں بھیڑ میں تم بھی نکل سکو تو چلو
کسی کے واسطے راہیں کہاں بدلتی ہیں
تم اپنے آپ کو خود ہی بدل سکو تو چلو
یہاں کسی کو کوئی راستہ نہیں دیتا
مجھے گرا کے اگر تم سنبھل سکو تو چلو
کہیں نہیں کوئی سورج دھواں دھواں ہے فضا
خود اپنے آپ سے باہر نکل سکو تو چلو
یہی ہے زندگی کچھ خواب چند امیدیں
انہیں کھلونوں سے تم بھی بہل سکو تو چلو
Muhammad Saeed
