Tuesday, January 10, 2012

An Untold story of "My Pakistan".

Being a Pakistani,I really want to know the reasons ,grounds and causes of that Partition of Indian,after 64 years; for which our forefathers sacrificed everything even their lives.I want to know the goals and aims of that great migration on the both sides of wall among us (Today's Pakistan and India) and have we achieved them ?; for which our Grands paid a high Cost.

I am not an Indian migrant parentaly but my Maternal Grandfathers were migrants from Indian Punjab.My grandfather (Mr. Nazir Ahmad Sheikh Late) used to tell me the awful stories of 1947 partition with tearful eyes.He told the days of his prosperity , comfort and well-being there.His Father's name was Sheikh Ghulam Qader,He was a cloths merchant and the owner of a cloths Depot in Village.With this business,they had agri-lands and many cattle too. Undeniably they were an average High-class Muslim Family there.Mr.Ghulam Qader (Father of My Grand Pa) was interested in their children Education.That's why he sent his four boys to school. Unfortunately the three other brothers of my Grand Pa couldn't be consistent in their studies and left school just after some months and joined their father in business.My Grandfather continued his education and completed his Matriculation in 1947,just after three months of Indian partition.
He described educational system,Hindu-Muslim harmony ,days of milk and honey ,partition stories and socio - economic systems of Indian Union.I discussed these stories with him many time in his life.He has passed away two year back.Luckily I saved some of his stories and events which he usually shared with me.Now I'll write the next lines from him but in my words.The image is totally designed  and described by him.I hope ,You surely will like this untold Story.

We were four brothers and two sisters.My Father was a famous an respectable trader of Clothes in Dalli village (Dist. Jalahandar,Indian Punjab).With this business we had the agri-lands too.Our life was very blooming.I was studying in a Public school,which was some 10 miles away from our home and we used to go daily on feet.Most of our teachers were Hindus and Sikhs,with some English teachers too.He elected Mathematics additionally and an English (Angraiz in Urdu) teacher taught him.The other subjects were Persian,English Language,Science,Arabic (I am not sure about it now).The Verses of Holy Quran was daily recited with the combination of some "Mantars" from Veeds.After it "Tarana-e-Milli"(The National Song) was sung,which was written by a Muslim poet;Dr.Allama M.Iqbal.The education system was very well, all students worked hard but unluckily most of My classmates were Hindus.My best friend was Lajpat Rai.He became a D.C.Officer after partition.I really missed him very much.We both are the competent students of class and neighbour of mine in village.His Father was a Congress Man.Lajpal's father was an active person arranged various meetings and jalsas of Congress leaders including Muslims and Hindus.My Grandfather was an businessman and not much interested in politics of India.But that time every Indian was effecting by political situations of India.It was 1941 when WW2 is knocking at the doors of India.In school we listened the name of a Muslim Party "All India Muslim League",which was struggling for a separate Muslim state.I remembered when one night Lajpal's Father discussed about Muslim League and Jinnah.All the participants of that night gathering decided to oppose any Partition of the their Motherland.I personally likes the vision of Muslim League but I was restricted to participate any activity except Study.One Day I discussed this issue with my Maths. Teacher,who was an English person.He told me whole the story and teach the "two Nations Theory" in very lucid manner. I decided to join Muslim League,but there was no chance of it in my village.One day I came to know that a meeting will be arranged by Muslim League in Amartasar (in Indian Punjab Now).I decided to join it with Lajpal Rai.We bunked off class and participated in it.On the way back to home Mr.Lajpal cursed the separation policy,I was his opponent but he couldn't follow me ,nor I could follow him.In these days a Muslim person from our village joined Muslim League too.Now the night gatherings in our drawing rooms became interesting because of his opposition.Years were passing,one day I came to know Pakistan is going to be a reality.I was in 10th class then.My Father was worried about this decision because he didn't want to leave his motherland.On other hand the natives of our village was also saying that please stay here.In these situations Pakistan Came into being on Aug.14,1947.Just after this decision the riots spread across the India.Luckily with Hindu Majority our Village was peaceful and safe.We decided not to migrate,but I personally didn't want to stay in India.After some days my wish became true with an awful accident. Mr.Lajpal's aunt was lived in Rawalpindi (Now in Pakistan),during these riots someone burns her home and she died with her three children due to burning.Muslim league was declared to responsible for it.When Lajpal's Uncle (Her Aunt's husband) fled to our village and told whole story.This incident made everyone very sad.One night when we was going to our beds,someone knocked our door.He was Lajpal,he told me and my father to leave village as soon as possible.My father didn't admit it because no village native wanted that we leave the village. He requested my Father and told that today My Uncle made the plan to kill all the Muslims of village in night because He also didn't want to leave his home but Muslims not only insisted him to do so but killed his whole family.He is burning now with the flames of Muslim enmity.in this enmity he will attack you first because you are the prominent one here.My father decided to fled to next village but not to go in Pakistan permanently.That night we went in neighbouring village with some edibles and clothes.Next day we came to know that last night some people attacked on Muslim properties and families and destroyed everything.The Family of Mr.Lajpal was killed also.Hindus of that village vowed that Some Muslims killed the Lajpal family and in return we destroyed them.I became very glum to listen it ,not due to our lose but due to the murder of My best friend.Next day we decided to go Pakistan.After some days tragic traveling we reached in Pakistan.( The Story of that traveling will be revealed in different article,soon).
After reaching here we saw very difficult days of life,even we ate leaves of plants when we didn't find food.We came to know that Govt. of Pakistan will compensate the loss of Muslim people and support them.My father applied for it too but due to the statements of that person ;who was from our village and was a Muslim League workers from our village,and who fled with us at Lajpal's information, we was declared the Congress Men and didn't give us anything.It was one example of cost our family payed for Pakistan to Muslim league and Muslims.After settling in Pakistan,i appeared in 10th exams which I couldn't complete in India and passed with A-Grade.I couldn't carry on my Study due to our poor situation.After it I worked very hard in my Life with my Brothers and Father.We purchased a shop.I educated my Family .Now my two sons are Doctor,one is an agriculture Graduate,one is a teacher and one is a businessman who trades in cloths as his forefathers. "

Here One story is reached at an End,but it was not the End of debate .I further asked many Questions to him like "Was Pakistan obligatory?" His answer was very unexpected and startling for me. For which I'll write another story after it.

Mohammad Zakwan Nadeem

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