My twenty years old nephew visited at Christmas. He is an Oxford undergraduate studying maths and physics. I thought of him when the news came through last night that Bilawal Bhutto Zardari is to wear his mother's mantle. I wondered at the maturity of so young a man and the burden he is to carry. Faced with the death of his mother and the end of his life as he has known it, all in the space of 48 hours - and now to know he risks his mother's fate every moment he lives - it is unimaginable. The expedience of politics: to raise him up to carry the PPP standard: to capitalise on his mother's name - I feel sorry for the man boy.
It is a sobering thought, though: the security of our world tied so closely to his future. He will never be a boy again.
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