On preparations before emergencies

I feel, as a nation we are only moved into action by emergencies. We care that new dams must be built when we face electricity shortage for hours on end . We realize we need to save water when we are faced with the very real danger of water shortage in coming times. We remember the ECG machine doesn't work when the patient is having acute chest pain and every moment is critical. We remember there are no medicines in emergency tray when we need them. We remember to fix the plumbing when the bucket doesn't solve the problem of the dripping water. We respond to emergencies. And the thing about emergencies is, once they happen , they take you by a storm in a state of unpreparedness when only struggle for survival remains.
    Leave technological advancement aside, leave the economy aside, leave that 'face saving' in front of the world aside. Pakistan may face a threat to the very existence of its people in the time to come. This is a country failing at every front. We are not 'safe' about the basics yet, water , electricity, health and food resources. These are issues that make difference between life and death of people. It's not about military might or muscle.
   I fear that tere will come a time when consoling ourselves with things like " that's how things are done here" will cease to be of comfort. When the ones who object or raise awareness are shamed with the accusation of bringing disrepute to the country. When we will be the ones standing in line for water. We , the people who wash our cars with running water while countries like Australia have banned it years ago,  where they educate their children about ethical consumption so that my 10 yr old niece schools me on how much water I should use. Ever been unable to even begin to untangle the knots of a mess? That's how I feel about Pakistan.  I don't have many ideas and I just have an apprehension. One day we will regret everything, perhaps all of our national obsessions including sports in the time when we should have been waging a war for our very survival. One day when your own mother is lying on the stretcher , waiting for an ECG , it won't suffice to say ' it wasn't my job"