As a Pakistani living abroad, communicating in english is a necessity, but its still an alien language and it will always be one.
For me Urdu is my pehchaan, my very first coherent words were in urdu, my dada's kahaniyan (which i still remember to heart) were in urdu, i learnt to think and rationalize in urdu. I am a Punjabi. Urdu was never forced on me, not at home and not in school, it came to me as naturally as my religion. Throughout school and college I did not care or know who among my peers was punjabi, mahajir, sindhi, balochi or pathan, Urdu was the bridge that connected and connects us all, amongst so much diversity.
Whenever I hear Urdu, unexpectedly, out in a mall or some other public venue, it instinctively touches my heart, for that split second I feel like I'm home. There is absolutely no other feeling that comes close to it.
For a language that is not "native" to me, it sure packs a powerful punch for me.
How convenient to blame a language for ALL our problems, agar yeh na ho toh sub theek ho. how typically ignorant, no wonder we are in the situation that we are, with ppl making stupid arguments like this and not even COMPREHENDING the real issues out there which are really "destroying" us.