For the past few years, I have been on a mission - a mission
to make certain changes in myself. I grew up in a typical Punjabi Sunni family
in Lahore. Everyone that I ever met till I got married and moved to Karachi was
Punjabi and Sunni with maybe 2 or 3 exceptions. So anyone who wasn’t one of the
two was – different, not one of us. I apologize for that thinking but at that
time I didn’t know otherwise. I moved to Karachi in 2009 a few weeks after my marriage.
My husband too (by the grace of Allah) was a Punjabi Sunni – and the sarcasm in
the bracket is fully intentional. On moving to this multicultural city I
understood the real meaning of the white part of our flag. I met people of
other faiths, ethnicities, sects and people who had different habits and
lifestyles than mine. I made friends with people who nazubillah (yes that’s sarcasm again) drink and experienced that they
are great friends, they care about me, they are there when I need them, they take
care of the needy around them, they fulfill all requirements of huqooq-ul-ibaad. I have come across
people of other faiths who have proven to be better workers, more honest and also
better humans than their Muslim counterparts. So my mission is making myself more tolerant and less judgmental.
I want to leave their matters to them and to Allah. I want to come out of the
protective shell I grew up in, to broaden my horizons, to understand that my
religion is the religion of peace, of co existence, of love and that my beloved
Allah Mian has said that He can forgive if we do not fulfill huqooq Allah but he will not forgive if
we deny the huqooq of our fellow
human beings.
The murder of Qandeel Baloch today made me realize how much
more I need to work on myself. And I am STILL living in a protected shell –
because I am living in the upscale parts of Karachi. I went to the elite institutions
of education. I shop at the best malls in the country. I eat at the expensive
restaurants. I get to do the cool jobs. Even if I tried, sitting behind my
laptop where Facebook is the main feeder of information to me, I cannot even begin
to understand the plight of women in my country, the plight of minorities, the
plight of the poverty stricken.
Today was a good day when it started. I woke up to a cool
breeze blowing in Karachi. The sun was resting peacefully behind the clouds. We
packed up for the beach to celebrate a dear friend’s birthday and on our way we
got this news. I have just not been able to concentrate on anything since then.
I am not a writer and may not be able to pen down my disgust in a way that does
justice to it, but I am going to try.
1. This society is more hypocritical than the
word itself can manage to convey
When the behen
does it, marry her off or better yet, just kill her. When the bhai does it, larhkey to aisey hi hotey hein. If the wife stays out till late at
night, dares to have male friends – maan baap
ne kuch sikhaya nahin? If the husband does it, beta, sabar karo. The very men who condemned Qandeel’s videos in
public, enjoyed them in the privacy of their homes I bet, liked them, shared
them and made her the social media celebrity she was.
2. The actions of a
person may be the reaction to the life processes that individual has gone
through
Agreed, many people are attention seekers and want an easy
way to fame. But there could be some who are rebelling only because that is
what their life has brought them to. We need to give them the benefit of the
doubt at least. If my facts are straight and correct about Qandeel, a girl from
a small town married off at 17, becomes a mother at 18 and suffers from an
abusive married life, is underprivileged, is denied the right of education, has
her son taken away but she still has aspirations and is not allowed to fulfill
them then what sort of a reaction would you expect? Jo bo gay, wohi paao gay na? Our girls are given the dars that the key to a happy life is sabar. Haso mat, oonchi baatein na karo, larkion ko parhney ki kya zaroorat
hai aakhir mein haandi roti to karni hai, miaan daant de to sun lo, maarey to
kha lo, saas susar ki khidmat karo, maan baap se kam milo, bachhon pe bacchay
paida karo – what are women to this society? Baccha paida karney ki machine aur hawas ki pyaas bujhaanay ka aala?
I don’t think I’d be mentally healthy if I were in a cage
like that – in a cage that traps the majority of the women in this country.
Having suffered from a mentally abusive relationship myself before I got
married to my husband, I think I can understand what abuse can do to you. It
does not always have to be physical. Someone
telling you ‘you suck’ all time can shatter your self confidence and can make
you really believe you’re trash – for a long, long time, even after a loving,
encouraging soul holds your hand. I am glad I didn’t end up marrying him but my
little rebellions did consist of having a cigarette in college and wearing
sleeveless to my farewell (both things that had been prohibited to me at that
time). Only after Qandeel’s death, at some level, I can maybe understand her. She
entertained everyone, including myself, but who made the effort to ask her what
her life journey has been like?
3. People who will
mourn Qandeel’s death are a minority.
The majority will celebrate and say she deserved it. There
will be arguments like she deserved it because her videos were vulgar, she was
a bad example for our girls or she must have forced the maulana to take off his cap. But this is not shocking. This is the
twisted-mindedness that defines our nation.
4. Nonconformists
have no place in this country
For a person to be right, he/she has to conform to the norms
of the society. If someone is out of line according to your beliefs – dozakhi, khandaan ke naam pe dhaba, maar do.
That is just how we react. Many of Qandeel’s videos did not conform to my own belief
system as well. BUT – is killing off the person the answer? This is the country
where thumkas are not banned – they are gunned down. Who are we to judge if
that person should get to live or die? Are we god? Are we the law? We are not –
then why not let Him be the judge of what is right and what is wrong. Ghalat ko bura jano, khud ko uss se door
rakho, faisla Allah pe chorh do?
Sometimes our cultural norms do not even conform to Islam
but those who deviate from them are considered lesser beings. For example, Islam
gives the right of divorce but if a woman wants a divorce from her husband because
he abuses her, has an extra marital affair, is gay or simply doesn’t love her
(or she doesn’t love him) – beta sabar
karo, bacchon ka to socho. If a girl wants to marry someone who is younger
than her, haw haye apnay se choti umar ke
larhkey se shaadi karo gi? What happened to the example of our beloved Prophet
Muhammad (PBUH) and Hazrat Khadija?
5. We love to push
the dirt under the carpet, but not remove it altogether from our home.
From the maasis to
the masses, if Pakistanis are good at something, it is this. The day Sharmeen
Obaid brought home an award for her documentary ‘A Girl in the River’ I felt
like I have so many stinking freaks on my Facebook that it’s not even funny.
They said she has defamed Pakistan and refused to acknowledge that she has
brought forward one of the many evils that plague our society and that it needs
urgent attention. That it needs a law to protect the lives of women. Bus India na sun le ke ye bhi hota hai
Pakistan mein, ya CNN aur BBC pe ye story na chal jaye. Hamein thorhi farak
parhta hai, ye sab to gaoon mein hota hai. I was disappointed in not just
men but so many women too that I personally knew. How will you kill the snake
that poisons if you are not able to even see it? Acknowledging the issue is the
first step to its eradication.
For Qandeel to have lost her life at the hands of her own
family is just beyond sad – it shows the dangerous brink that our society is at.
Ya shaayed ham doob hi chukay hein.
What protection was the government to provide for her when the killer is her own
brother?
What is even worse is what is going to follow. She, herself
will be blamed for her death. They will say she asked for it. Her brother will
never be brought to justice. The family will be okay with housing a murderer in
their home. And we will be instagramming about our food and clothes like normal
from tomorrow, including me. There will be no change. We will continue to live
in a society that sucks out our conscience like a leech. How hard is one to try
to continue loving his or her country? Please…let me just continue loving my
Pak Sar Zameen.
