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Sorry, Mr Jinnah, we had to ruin your beloved Pakistan
By Shakir Lakhani (April 20, 2016)



You wanted Pakistan to be a state where we would be free; free to go to our mosques, temples and churches, but today it is a country where many are free to bomb places of worship. You said there would be no difference between Hindus, Christians and Muslims, but today Pakistan’s Muslims are killing each other (as well as Hindus and Christians) because they cannot tolerate those whose beliefs are different from theirs.

Your Pakistan would have been a model democracy, but 10 years after your death, a military dictator took over the reins of the country, and we hailed him as a saviour. After the first free and fair elections in 1970, we watched helplessly as a demagogue refused to accept the winner of the polls as prime minister, which led to the dismemberment of your beloved country. Later, other dictators came and did their best to damage the country you created.

You created Pakistan because you feared that Muslims would have no rights in a Hindu-dominated India. But today, the country is ruled not by Hindus, but by a feudal class which considers itself above the law and flagrantly refuses to pay its due share of taxes (but decides how much tax honest taxpayers should pay).

When you were dying, Mr Jinnah, your doctors advised you to go to London for treatment, but you refused because your country was poor and because you loved its people. Today, Mr Jinnah, every member of parliament is allowed to go abroad for medical treatment for the slightest of ailments (like constipation and diarrhoea). You did not take a salary even though you were working day and night, but today our politicians have looted the country and bought palaces in foreign countries, and we can do nothing about it.

You’ll be shocked to hear, Mr Jinnah, that the kind of people who called you ‘Kafir-e-Azam’ (the great infidel) have appointed themselves guardians of Pakistan’s ideology (even though they bitterly opposed the creation of Pakistan). These men thought you should be portrayed in their image, so they have dubbed your speeches in Urdu, a language which you could not speak. They changed the name of your wife to Maryam, even though your marriage certificate and her tombstone say her name is Rattan Bai. Some of them even changed the place of your birth to an obscure town in Sindh, even though you yourself said on many occasions that you were born in Karachi. We won’t be surprised if in future they remove all your portraits and show you as a heavily bearded man in an attempt to prove that you were like them.

In today’s Pakistan, Mr Jinnah, only one per cent of the population pays income tax. There are regions which refuse to pay customs duty and taxes on smuggled cars, the country’s industries are on the verge of collapse due to rampant smuggling, and the government cannot impose its writ and recover taxes from such elements (because practically everyone in the government is highly corrupt). The streets of your beloved Karachi are not safe, and we consider it a miracle if we arrive home safely every evening without being mugged or robbed (even though, as you said, the first duty of every government is the maintenance of law and order).

You said that no nation can progress if its women don’t work, yet today the Pakistani working woman is not safe. The mullahs say her place is in the home and she has to bear as many children as she can. And if, God forbid, she is raped (something that happens every day), she can be charged with adultery if she goes to the police, as she can’t produce four male witnesses to the crime. In fact, one religious leader even advised rape victims to remain silent and say nothing (because in his version of the true religion, that is what has been ordained).

We do not know if it is true that you called Pakistan the greatest blunder of your life, as you lay dying in Karachi, but over the years we have done our best to make it come true.
 
 
 
 

Engineer, teacher, industrialist, associated with petroleum/chemical industries for many years. Loves writing, and (in the opinion of most of those who know him), mentally unbalanced. He tweets @shakirlakhani (twitter.com/shakirlakhani)
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We will never forget nor ever forgive you, Mr Bhutto



Foreign Minister Zulfikar Ali Bhutto at the United Nations Security Council meeting in 1971. PHOTO: BHUTTO.ORG



It’s been 37 years since that morning when we awoke to find that you were no more among us. We were shocked beyond belief, although there were many who rejoiced that you had gotten what (in their opinion) you richly deserved. Like you, we never believed that they would hang you. Like you, we were convinced that Libya and UAE would prevail upon Ziaul Haq to send you into exile. But you had burnt your boats. There was only one grave and Zia knew that if he spared you, that grave would be his home for all eternity.

There have been times when we have wondered what kind of man you were. We know, of course, that you made many mistakes, mistakes which proved costly to you and to the country. But more of that later.
Let’s begin when you were around 30. You wrote that infamous letter to Iskander Mirza in which you said,
“Sir, history will record that you were a great man, greater even than Quaid-e-Azam Muhammad Ali Jinnah”.
Really? How could you even compare Mirza with the great Quaid? Okay, let’s overlook this. You were a young man in a hurry – you flattered the man so he could make you a minister.
But then, you did not oppose Ayub Khan’s coup. You even joined him as a minister.
Why?           
If you were a real democrat, you’d never have supported a dictator like him. It’s not as if you didn’t have a choice. Oh, I forgot. You wanted to be great; you wanted to be powerful, so you had to support him.


Zulfikar Ali Bhutto with General Ayub Khan. Photo: Dawn Library


In 1965, you got the country embroiled in a war which saw Lahore almost falling to the enemy. You should have had the foresight to anticipate that the Indians would never take the loss of Kashmir lying down. Fortunately, our brave armed forces repulsed the enemy and the country was saved.

Fast forward to 1968, you ditched Ayub, you made a brouhaha about the Tashkent Declaration (without telling us why that bothered you), you founded a new political party and you promised the masses what you knew you could never give. The poor were taken in by your slogan ‘roti, kapra, makaan’. The poor masses of Sindh and Punjab gave you their votes because they were duped. Did you really believe you could give a house to each and every poor man in the country? How could the people ever forgive you for deceiving them?

Then there was your role in the break-up of the country. You refused to accept the results of the 1970 elections, in which Mujibur Rehman emerged the winner. All you had to do was to accept gracefully and allow him to form the government.

Yet, you objected when Yahya Khan called him the future prime minister saying that a man who until the day before had been described as a traitor, was now being considered to be the prime minister. Realising that you could never be prime minister as long as East Pakistan was part of the country, you asked that power should be handed over to Mujib in East Pakistan, and you should form the government in West Pakistan, in your notorious ‘idhar hum, udhar tum’ speech.
That was the day when Jinnah’s Pakistan died, Mr Bhutto.


And when the National Assembly session was scheduled to be held in Dhaka, you threatened to break the legs of any of your party members who went there to attend (because that would have ensured the election of Mujibur Rehman as the prime minister of the country).

Left to right: Chaudhry Fazal Elahi, Sheikh Mujibur Rehman and Zulfikar Ali Bhutto. Photo: AP
After that, matters got out of hand and Mujib was jailed. Yet in the nine months between March and December 1971, you could have played a decisive role and saved the country. You could have demanded that Mujib be released and the crisis be resolved. But no, you wanted to be prime minister at all costs, you did nothing, and so the inevitable happened. But even when the Indians had invaded the country, and adoption of the Polish resolution could have spared us the humiliation our army suffered, you made sure that the country would be dismembered. You tore up the resolution and walked out of the Security Council. Mr Bhutto, we can never forget that moment in our history. The loss of East Pakistan may not have meant much to you, but it was a death blow to those of us who loved the country.
Your supporters say that you were a democrat.
You, a democrat?
You were the most autocratic leader the country had ever had until then. You violated your own Constitution a few hours after it was adopted, suspending fundamental rights. And when you were in prison, you appointed your wife to lead your party, despite there being many competent persons around you. Would a democrat ever have dismissed the legally elected governments of Balochistan and K-P (previously known as NWFP) without due process?
And there is much more that we cannot forget, Mr Bhutto.
All countries of the world had admired Pakistan for its industrialisation, since it had started from scratch in 1947, and in about 25 years, it had become a country for nations like South Korea to emulate. You nationalised industries and almost every successful enterprise that existed. This was another death blow to what remained of Pakistan. All the inefficiency and corruption we see today in government, in the steel millsin PIA, have their roots in the destructive policies of your reign in those days. No, Sir, we can never forget nor forgive you for what you did to Pakistan.
Shakir Lakhani
Engineer, teacher, industrialist, associated with petroleum/chemical industries for many years. Loves writing, and (in the opinion of most of those who know him), mentally unbalanced. He tweets @shakirlakhani (twitter.com/shakirlakhani)

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