Reham Khan and Imran Khan have chosen to go separate ways. What's more, it appears, we as well, have chosen to go separate ways with rational soundness in the wake of their choice.

It is reasonable to contend that a political figure does not have an individual or private life, but rather even along these lines, the media and open reaction to the matter has been very detestable.

The separation came next by-second, with glimmering red tickers on TV directs that religiously occupied with looking for remarks on the separation from one and all; attempting to hook out and test into the explanations for the partition; interminably hypothesizing and gushing sentimentality.

Perseveringly shouting:

"Second time for Imran Khan, would he say he is on a cap rick?"

"Reham Khan is a MI6 specialists!"

Television makers over the media graced us with trashy movement over slideshows of Imran Khan and Reham Khan's photos, finished with lightning splits between every photograph and Bollywood scores blasting behind:

Bhula dena mujhe, Hai alvida tujhe, Tujhe jeena hai simple bina, Safar yeh tera, yeh raasta tera, Tujhe jeena hai.. minor bina.

Online networking loaded with unending discourse on the matter, as though the separation could have repercussions for Pakistan's economy, remote relations, household issues or the lives of its 200 million people...because obviously, Pakistan has no different issues to manage.

It's not care for this is a nation where a seismic tremor has quite recently slaughtered hundreds; where several youngsters are deliberately sexually manhandled for a considerable length of time in a town (does anybody recall that?).

This isn't a nation like that.

Along these lines, the general population reaction to this private matter between two or three has everybody included, everybody concerned, and everybody prepared to offer a conclusion.

I ponder what the a large number of those influenced by the tremor are thinking as they watch this carnival play out on TV.