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    ESCAPE OF PASTOR ARTHUR FROM PAKISTAN

 

 Dr. Stephen Gill

 

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I met Pastor Arthur on September 23 in 2001. At that time I was   Vice President of the Christian Association of South Asians.  The organization asked me to attend a   meeting of its local chapter in Hamilton, Ontario.  After  the  meeting, I stayed  with  the family  of  Dr. Rupee,  a  Christian  from Maharashtra State of India.  He was   a minister of a church. As  it  is  my  practice, I asked Dr. Rupwate  to  introduce  me  to  South  Asian  Christians. He mentioned Pastor  S. Arthur, a name that  sounded  familiar, but  I could  not  recall how   I became  familiarized  with him.  The more I tried to scratch my memory, the more the name grew distant. 

 

At the breakfast table it began to emerge slowly that S. Arthur was persecuted in Pakistan for converting a Muslim girl, RM.    Both names had come to my attention during my research about minorities, particularly about Christians.  I   had wanted to visit Pakistan to study the situations more closely.  The suicide of Bishop John Joseph was the responsible factor for triggering my interest further.

 

Dr. Rupwate   scheduled our meeting with Rev. Arthur over a buffet in a Chinese restaurant. I like Chinese buffets because for a person like me who cannot identify   Chinese foods by name, a buffet is the answer.  I knew I was not going to be hungry for lunch, because normally I do not eat my breakfast. However, I ate at   the Rupwates because of their love and the appetizing smell of the preparation. I was anxious to meet Rev. Arthur, because he was a person who could give me first hand knowledge of his persecution and how Pakistan was growing increasingly more intolerant toward minorities.

 

In our brief   meeting at lunch, I came to know that Rev. Arthur had   worked with a church in Pakistan. In   his congregation, he had SK, a Christian girl, who was a classmate and friend of RM, a Muslim girl from Shahdra, Lahore, Pakistan. Both girls were in their early twenties and in the second year in a local college.

 

SK introduced RM to Christianity. When RM showed her keenness in Christianity, SK introduced her to Pastor Arthur for additional understanding.  Somehow, the parents of RM came to know about the new interest of their daughter. They told her to stop going to church and   to stop seeing SK.   When RM refused, they designed to deal with their daughter in another way.  They found a man and forced her to marry him. The idea was to keep RM in a Muslim atmosphere. RM refused to marry the man mainly because she was a Christian at that time.   When   their pressure failed, they   confined her movements to the bounds of her home.  Meanwhile they continued their preparations for her wedding.

 

RM   found means to escape. Her father and brothers and other relatives went to the house of SK, her Christian friend, and then to the home of Pastor Arthur to find the whereabouts of   RM.  They accused him of converting   young people, luring them with money and a promise to send them to foreign countries. His activities, they said, were against Pakistan and also against the Muslim religion. They blamed the Pastor   for abducting the girl. They also said that the Pastor was a spy, especially of the UK government.   They told him that it was his responsibility to produce the girl.  If he failed to produce the girl before that evening, they would take away his daughters by force.

 

The pastor tried to convince   them he did not know anything about their daughter RM and he was innocent.  Boiling in madness, those Muslims did not want to listen to any reasoning.  They gave repeated warnings to the pastor. They lived about two or three kilometers from his house.

 

In the evening, Pastor Arthur went to the house of RM to sympathize with her parents and to know if they were able to get any news about their daughter. It was just a courtesy visit about seven in the evening during the summer month of June in 1997.  The front yard of their house was crowded with people.  He saw   the Christian girl SK, her mother, father and the older sister all tied with iron chains to a tree that was in the middle of the yard. Their faces were swollen and they had visible bruises all over.  They looked tired, helpless and some bearded men were beating   them.

 

The pastor   became speechless at the unexpected sight.  As he tried to recover from that state of his shock, four or five people, also bearded, rushed with sticks, iron rods and started hitting him. The pastor had a copy of the Bible in one hand.  They snatched the Bible and threw it aside.  He lost his conscious.

 

They dragged him into a room in another location.  There was a man in white clothes who was a clerk at the local police station.  He thundered to ask   the pastor the whereabouts of RM.  He told the pastor that he would be killed and no one will ever come to know that. He used filthy words, slapped and insulted him further.  While beating, he demanded the girl.  He said RM was his sister, and if the pastor did not produce the girl immediately, the whole family of the pastor will be killed.  Later the pastor came to know that he was in the house of M.B.  Tarrar, a local transport businessman who was a relative of the Muslim girl RM.

 

Feeling weak and giddy, the pastor fell on the ground. They began to kick him.     They covered his eyes with a piece of cloth and took him to the police station. The officer on duty, sub inspector Mohammed Younis, removed the cloth from his eyes. He   demanded RM from him, shouting at the top of his voice that RM   was his daughter and the pastor should produce the girl at once if he wanted his life and also the life of his family spared.  His eyes were red with fury.  He also insulted the pastor. After that he asked   the relatives of RM to take   the pastor away for interrogation, adding not to leave him alone until he told the truth.

 

They  covered  the  eyes of Pastor  Arthur again  and  pushed  him  into  a  car. They drove for about fifteen minutes to a place where they threw him inside a room. They removed the cover from his eyes and left.  Glancing around,   the pastor shivered to see sticks, iron rods and a bed. Weak, thirsty and confused, he kneeled down and began to pray.  He was perspiring profusely. He was in that state when the door opened with a bang.  They were furious.  They removed his clothes in a rage and started beating him,   kicking him all over and using abusive language. They broke four of his ribs.   He was kept for three days in that dark room without water and food and without his clothes.

 

During those three days, they dragged the pastor to different places to trace RM.   They went also to the relatives of the pastor, thinking she might be hiding there.   From one place they found his wife, daughters and children. They insulted   and hit them and then took them to the police station for interrogation.  They were kept for about six hours and then let go, but they kept the pastor.  They had a special slipper with nails to hit   his hips. One police officer stood on his body and the other kept hitting him till he lost his conscious. They locked him up in a criminal cell.

 

Meanwhile, his children passed on the information to their friends in England. Those friends in England started putting pressure on police officers through influential persons. As a result of the pressure, the police registered a First Information Report, shortly called FIR, against the pastor. It was a formal complaint.  His wife managed to collect twenty thousand rupees to bribe the police. Police demanded forty thousand to arrest his son and not to beat him.  She came up with the extra twenty thousand rupees.  In spite of that bribe, the police kept torturing the pastor, often   putting him upside down. They also arrested his son and tortured him as well. They put father and his son upside down from a tree that was in the center of the yard of the police station.

 

These insanities continued for about sixteen days. During this time they were able to trace out RM.  She was in a woman shelter. She told the police and also the court that the pastor and his son and SK were innocent. She had left her home of her own accord.  The reason that she gave for her disappearance was the forced marriage that her parents had arranged.  She said that she was a Christian for which no one ever compelled her.

 

On the basis of her statement, the pastor and his son were released.  They were released also because they bribed the police with forty thousand rupees.   In addition to this huge sum, they paid around thirty thousand rupees to the court. Due to the bribe and lack of evidence as well as the statement of RM, they were let go.

 

When they reached home, they came to know through a member of their church that RM was killed with a gun and that they were proceeding toward the house of the pastor to kill them. The Arthurs were advised to run away from their house.  To do that they divided their family and escaped to different places,  hiding wherever they could.

 

For about seven months they  kept  hiding in different houses at different locations, ending up in  Karachi that is a seaport located in the province of Sindh.  It  was  about twenty  hours journey by train from Punjab. For a   family  to  hide  within  Pakistan  with  limited  financial  resources  and with the help of a tiny minority of frightened Christians  was  not  that  easy. It  was  not  possible  to  hide in other provinces  for lack of Christian population.  In  the province of  Blouchistan, there were  hardly  any  Christians.  In the North West  Frontier  Province, they could be noticed  easily  because of the nearness of the location, and because of  the different language and culture.

 

Karachi  seemed  to  be  a better place to hide because of its  population of Christians although they  were only three percent and   their   churches had been  attacked.   Karachi, Pakistan=s largest city  that teemed with activities,  has the population of around eleven million.   Situated on the Arabian Sea, it  is the capital of the province of Sindh.  It is the major financial and manufacturing center,  and is also  a site of violence among political, religious and ethnic groups.

 

Afflicted with  fear, the Arthurs  traveled   at  night  with the  hope of getting  lost in the  populated jungle of Karachi.     They were  exhausted  with heat, lack of rest, hunger, tortures and the demon of fear of the approaching death by  those Muslims if they  find them out.  Wounded  in mind  and  body,   they  caught  buses and  trains under the cover of darkness.   Those who have been to Karachi  in summer know that during the day it has scorching heat and in the night it  swarms  with hot winds and mosquitoes, and people  need special protection to have a comfortable sleep.  The Arthurs  did  not have the comfort of a home for months.  The  entire family had only one concern. That  concern was to escape the grip of those inhumans. That escape depended on a miracle.

 

That miracle happened on November 28 in 1997. His church was affiliated  with a church in England. His children informed  the  minister of  that congregation over the phone  about  the arrest and  tortures.  That church   worked   to take them out of Pakistan with the help of a lord in the House of Commons.  On November 28  in 1997,   the Arthurs  were able to come to England. The Arthurs  stayed in London for a couple of days. It was again a miracle to land in Canada where they  did not know anyone.

 

Shortly after his arrival in Canada, Pastor  Arthur   started a church called HACC  that means truth. Now he pastors a  congregation of Christians from the subcontinent of India and  Pakistan.  His  whole family is involved with the ministry.  They often arrange gatherings and  gospel singing. They entertain   church goers every  third Sunday with food. They  work with non Christians also.  Their home is  open   for  anyone  anytime.  Their ministry does not tire them.  He says the miraculous escape from Pakistan  is the  second birth for him and his family. He  is  first thankful to  God and  secondly  to the Christian  Reformed Church and also the Canadian Government for  the experience of  this  new birth. 

 

He says  he was  fortunate to escape from the clutches of those fanatics.  Not everyone is fortunate.   There are several  who have been killed or are living under  threats without any hope. One  example  is SK   who  was tortured with her family and is still under the threat for sharing her Christian creed with her Muslim  friend RM. 

 

Rev.  Arthur  has  tried in every possible way to get  SK   out of Pakistan.  The Christian Reformed Church, her main sponsor,  is also trying, but the Canadian  High Commission in  Pakistan  is not issuing her a visa.  She has been rejected three times for asylum.   Her case is tied with the case of the pastor. The pastor and his family were able to come out  but  SK  and her family are  still suffering back in Pakistan.   When she goes to the Canadian High Commission  in  Islamabad  for a visa, she  is  turned  down  with  one excuse  or the other. She is deeply  frustrated and has lost  the balance  of her thinking.  She  and her parents and other members of her family are in hiding.  They cannot work anywhereB they have lost the peace of the night.   Their home has been put to fire. They have been  living under the shadow   of  threats  and fear.  One may ask  why  SK  is not allowed to come out of that shadow  in Pakistan?  Why  she  is not  receiving a visa when a church is  taking responsibility to look after, including  her  fare?   In the case of  SK , there will not be any burden on society because a church has taken the responsibility for her.  The fanatics   who have killed their own daughter, can easily kill  SK   and her family.  She has became so desperate that she once sprinkled  kerosene  on her clothes   and  was ready to burn  herself.  The Pastor phoned to dissuade her from  suicide.  He advised her from Canada to  have faith in  God  who will find a  way to get  her out.                     

 

When  SK   was  in  custody,  police  forced  the pastor to touch her private parts. When  he refused,  they hit  the  pastor. He remembers the evening when he saw her  tied  to  a tree  in  the  front   of the house of  those Muslims.  She was crying. While recounting  those   tortures,  the pastor often   got  lost somewhere, perhaps  thinking of their past and rescue.  She was in police custody   for about ten months.  Here  women are often abused. There are several reports including  the reports of human rights groups, about abuses of women  in police custody.  Women   from  minority groups are more vulnerable. The  women  who have been implicated in the blasphemy laws are even more vulnerable.     

 

SK  suffers from nightmares and expects any time to be killed. She is not normal anymore. She must be about twenty-four  years old in 2003. She  was attending a college with RM  for a university degree   before the days of her persecution.  Her formal education has gone and so are her dreams.  She often gets up in the night from her sleep and shouts as if  there  were bearded  men  around  to  rape her. She depends on others for finances.  Who would marry her in that  plight ?  She has no future in that nation.   Even  her parents and brother and sisters  suffer.  They are also under constant fear. There is no freedom for them. The land where they were born and where their ancestors  have been  buried has become an open  prison  for them.

 

The church and home of Rev.  Arthur in Pakistan  have been illegally possessed  by  a group of zealots.   All the signs and boards of the church have gone.  His relatives have been attacked.  They are also living in hiding. Whenever he meets a person, he asks  to find ways to help SK.   He has written several letters to the government of  Pakistan without any result. Pakistan is a nation that is beset with the clouds of bribery and religious bigotry at every level of government. The Government of  Pakistan is silent. So is the Government of Canada. Churches are silent.  So is humanity. 

 

On July 1, 2003, I wrote  a  letter  to the President of Pakistan, General  Pervez Musharraf, to  support  the  petition   Rev.  Arthur  made to him on December 12 of  2002.  The petition was to regain  the property of his church  from a  Muslim group that had  grabbed the property forcefully.  I  mentioned  in  my  letter  that  Rev.  Arthur  was  the church minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ in  Shahdra, Lahore.   Part of  this  location  was  the residence of  pastor  Arthur and his family. He  inherited  this  property  from  his ancestors who had lived in the land long before Pakistan came into existence and that his ancestors did not come from abroad as several Pakistanis have. I added in that letter that  Rev. Arthur had to flee that land of his ancestors  because of his persecution for performing his duties as a pastor.  The magnitude of his agonies  began to mount  when a Muslim girl, RM, was brought to him by  SK , a member of his congregation, for additional understanding  of  Jesus.  The parents and relatives of RM   got  hold of  Rev.  Arthur and tortured him and later they handed him to police who tortured him further, breaking some of his ribs.   Rev.  Arthur and his family  took refuge in Canada. 

 

The 80-year-old mother-in-law of  Rev. Arthur  looked after the property for a while, living with her son and family  in the house that is attached to the church.  When the group of  Muhammad Bashir Joya tried to kill her son, they  had to hide  out of the village for the protection of their lives and also of  his family. The group  threatened to kill the  brother-in law of Rev. Arthur.

 

On April 18 in 2001, Rev. Arthur phoned  Muhammad  Bashir Joya and his  son Muhammad Jahangir  from  Canada  to  request  them  to give the church back to his congregation. Both  were rude and used threatening language,  refusing  to give the church back. Later Muhammad Bashir Joya and his group tried to kill the brother-in-law  of Rev. Arthur. He was able  to escape with one  wound on his ankle from a gunshot.  Terrified, he is hiding himself moving from place to place.  The congregation was silenced with threats.

 

Rev. Arthur mailed  copies of his petition  to several government authorities in Pakistan, including the  Deputy Superintendent of Police of Ferozwala Circuit and Superintendent of Police of District Sheikhupura of Panjab for  action. But nothing    happened. On October 3, 2001, he  sent  a  letter to Mr. Iftikhar A. Irain, Consulate General of Pakistan in Toronto, asking for  his assistance to receive his  church and dwelling back. Nothing happened again.  The lives  of his relatives and congregation in Pakistan remain  in danger and the church is still under the illegal possession of Muhammad Bashir Joya and his son  Muhammad Jahangir. The members of the church  meet  for  prayers in  private  houses  under the constant  fear from  Muhammad  Bashir Joya and his group. 

 

This incident of grabbing the property of a church  is  not  the  first  nor  the last. One weapon   that land grabbers  use   is  the  sword  of  the blasphemy laws.   One example  where they have used  this weapon   is  Ayub Masih  who  languished in a death cell for years. He is  alleged  to have told his accuser to read Solomon Rushdie. The day a case was registered against Ayub Masih for  this flimsy fabricated  reason,   Christian families from that village ran  to other places  to save their lives.  Ayub Masih was arrested, tortured by the police  and  the  home  and  belongings of the family were transferred to his  accuser.   Years later, a  defence  attorney  told  Pakistan=s  Supreme Court  that  Ayub  Masih was a victim of a plot to grab  his land. The court agreed and ordered Masih to be released.

 

The  tragic episode of Rev. Arthur  reveals   another book  of shame in  the library  of  torture of Christians  in Pakistan.      The first chapter in this book  of shame  was RM,  that  young  Muslim girl who has lost her life in the hands  of  her  real  brother.    This  tragedy  was  acted   on the stage of  the  blasphemy laws that sharpen  the  sword  of  terrorism. 

 

The blasphemy laws of Pakistan, claim to be based on  the  Islamic  creed,   prescribe a sentence of a few  months and a fine of a  few  thousand  rupees for those who blaspheme against God.  But these laws prescribe death by hanging to   those who blaspheme against  Prophet Mohammed.  There  is  no  other sentence for them, except a death sentence. For fanatics, apostasy  is  an  insult to Prophet Mohammed and therefore an apostate is sentenced to death if the matter goes to court.  In most cases, the apostate goes through a long line of tortures, losing his or her life at the hands of the mob or relatives, including parents.  Several leaders of Pakistan, including a  high court judge,  have encouraged people to kill blasphemers  on the spot. The death of RM is an outcome  of  these  laws.  RM  met her tragic end  because she  expressed her right to accept a path that was different from the path of her parents and of the majority class.  Her  right  was  denied to her  through  a  drastic action that  blew out the candle of her life.    RM, an enlightened Muslim  student  of  second year in a college,  was  kept  under lock and key  by her parents when they came to know that she had accepted Christ.  Somehow she managed to escape. A couple of days after that RM  was found and  killed by her older brother   for changing her path.  The tragic episode  does not end here.

 

RM  was introduced to Christ  by  her girl friend SK  who was her classmate at  a  local college  and a member of the congregation of Rev.  Arthur.  The parents and relatives of RM dragged   the  parents and sister of  SK   to  the  front  of the yard  of a  house,  chained  and tortured   them, keeping them  hungry  and thirsty  in  scorching  heat  of   June when the sun shines with its full fury.  There was no one around  to help those defenceless souls.  Later  SK, the Christian girl of around twenty two years old,  was handed to police who badly abused her sexually.  Due to hopelessness  and  inhuman treatment, she has become a vegetable.


 

What is the crime of  SK  to be abused  sexually  by  police officers?  Why some wolves had to damage  the flower of  her youth for their  lust ?  Why she had to be disgraced  and bring misery to her parents  for sharing her beliefs with others?  Is self-expression a  crime?  Does she deserve  this destiny?   She is still in hiding  and  her abusers are free  to damage the nerves of other  flowers? The Canadian Government has been refusing to issue her a visa though a church is willing to sponsor her.    This conversion has made one young soul dead and another young soul a living dead.   The Arthurs left  their  homeland  with the help of  Christians abroad  to lead a fresh  life on a  fresh soil  with fresh  hopes, while their relatives and congregation back in Pakistan wander as   lost  sheep  in the wasteland  of chaos and fear.

 

Why the whole family of Rev.  Arthur had  to suffer  for a belief that is based on peace and forgiveness?  Why  police  had  to break  his ribs, and  torture his children?  The Arthurs  are not completely healed  physically and emotionally and they are not likely to heal.  Is there a compensation for the wounds they yet carry?   What  is  the  fault  of Rev.  Arthur? Why he had been   beaten and wounded  for discharging his duties as a pastor in the light of the constitution of humanity and in conformity with the human rights declaration of the United Nations? He was not breaking  the laws of  decency or the laws of a country.

 

Why his congregation has  to lose  their  church and their properties in Pakistan to the greed  of the evil birds?  Why the laws of Pakistan are in favour of majority?  Why  the governments of Pakistan are  afraid  of  these land grabbers?  Why the Arthurs   had  to run away in panic  from the land where they were  born and brought up and where the bones of their  ancestors are still buried and  the land they   love so dearly?  Why a pastor  was treated as a criminal for sharing the philosophy of unconditional love,  the ideology of nonviolence and  for discarding the culture of the gun. The Muslim girl RM  was still a citizen of Pakistan when she was brutally murdered by the hands that rocked her cradle.  She still ate the same food, spoke the same language and  had  the same physical features when she accepted Christ. The only difference  was  within  herself.  She achieved a greater peace within her because she got what she sought. Is it  loathsome  to achieve a greater amount of peace within?  What the Arthurs should do is a  question?

 

What is the crime of the entire congregation of that church who has lost the place of worship  to a gang  of  zealots?  The possession of a  church property illegally and by force can be described through  the vocabulary of terrorism. The entire tragedy is a  flagrant violation of international human rights and a breach of obligations that Pakistan owes to the international community. By  encouraging  such  outlaws,  the government of Pakistan has encouraged the evil birds for more bloodshed.

 

The apostasy of RM has ruined the lives of several Christians in Pakistan. RM has  lost her own life at the hands of those who rocked her cradle. SK, her girl friend, has vegetated due to the inhuman pains and sexual abuses while in police custody.  Even other members of her family have been tortured and are still in the prison of terror.  They are not free to move around within the country in which they were born.  Pastor Arthur was beaten, disgraced, had his four ribs fractured.  He has lost his  ancestral property to fanatics.  His relative  have been suffering still in Pakistan. The Arthurs  are fearful even in Canada.

 

Pastor Arthur has seen death face to face in many shapes for telling a Muslim girl about Christ.  He has been through a series of mental and physical tortures for sharing his beliefs. Those tortures can mutilate the rationality of a being.   Still  this  soul is  sane  and  still a good provider for his family as  a  husband and father.  He has been pastoring  a congregation ever since he has landed in Canada. I became anxious to meet this soul  and his congregation again. That  opportunity came in the year 2002  when the HACC Ministry  from Hamilton invited   me to present my poems at   their first  national gathering of Asian poets and singers on November 16.  The HACC Ministry  of   Hamilton  asked the Writers Union of Canada to sponsor  my  reading.  A day before  that,  PEN Canada was arranging a gathering at the University of Toronto for which I was selected to participate.

 

The PEN reading  was dedicated to those prisoners  who had been  behind the bars  the  world  over  for expressing their personal opinions.  Due to the pressure from the national offices of  the Pen,  several  prisoners  had  been  released  by  their  governments.  A stream of constant  pressure  from  abroad   works  because  national  governments  of   the  third  world  countries  are sensitive  to any criticism that appears about them in the Western  media.  PEN Canada is the national body of International PEN founded in 1921 in England. The organization is committed to defending freedom of expression   guaranteed by Article 19 of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, and enshrined in Section 2 (b) of the Charter of Rights and Freedoms of Canada.                        

 

As soon as my  Hamilton reading was approved by the Writers Union of Canada,  I began to select my  poems  and  the telephone  numbers of my  friends I wanted to see. I left Cornwall on November 14. The next evening,  I presented a  poem  on  democracy at the gathering of  PEN Canada   before an  audience that represented  the multicultural  nature  of Canada.

 

Every street, shopping plaza and high rise apartment  buildings  would confirm that these cities of Toronto and Mississauga are multicultural in every aspect. One can see women hiding their faces behind their scarfs, men in their ethnic dresses, and people of all colours and languages  mingling  and laughing in the same crowd. This area can boast of publishing multi lingual weaklies, including the Arabic, Spanish, Chinese, Urdu, Panjabi, Hindi, Italian and  other languages.  Tolerance for  faiths and cultures of minorities  is the key  to  the climate of peace in  Canada.

 

A day after my arrival  in  Mississauga, it had started snowing.  From Mississauga I had to head to Hamilton for my next poetry reading at a  gathering that was being organized by Rev. Arthur.   I hate to drive on highways on such  days. One can be careful, but not all drivers are.   A minor slip on the highway, where cars  sped at  more than  one hundred  kilometres  per hour and  traffic  is  high  and  everyone seems to be in a rush, may land cars  in the territory of undeserved destiny.    It   was  a  drive of about  forty minutes  from  Mississauga  to Hamilton.  Due  to the heavy  traffic it takes an hour and even more. In   bad  weathers, it   takes  longer  for a person like me  because I do not drive  fast. At the same time I was  anxious  to reach much earlier  to be able to feel relaxed to enjoy  the event and to have more time  with Rev.  Arthur,  the person who was arranging that event. I was anxious to have more time with his congregation.                    

 

It was the same address in Hamilton where I had given a talk two years before. This time it was the presentation of my  poetry  in Urdu,  national language of Pakistan that  is understood widely in India.  According  to  the printed program there were twenty-nine artists to participate. There were eight poets, including  Ayub  Din, Anil Dass, James Malik, Dr. Rashid Gill, Swapna Shail, Isaac Wilbert, Dr. Dannis Isaac, and Stephen Gill. The rest of  them were singers and musicians, including Neeraj Prem, Albert Kamran, Reuben Arthur, Sam Arthur, Newton Peter, Edward Nelson, Solomon Gill, Samuel Inyat, Parkash and Olive Masih, William Masih, Vishal Renga, Ropi Romero, James Luke, Sanjay Lal, Javed Jamil, Ch: Iqbal Mujahid, Austin Raj Rattan, and Yousaf Murad.                                                                                                                                               

Out of the town participants included  Swapna  Shail , a  prominent  Hindi poet   born in India. She read Gumshuda (lost) that  was a  sensitive  rendering of a raped girl.  Swapna is an eye-opener in this poem  as she is in most of her poetry. She openly lashes at  hypocracies.   Swapna    sang  also  one  of  her  own  compositions. She was  from Ottawa, the capital of Canada.  I  went  there  from Cornwall, a city close to  the capital. People know Cornwall  also because of  its nearness   to  Montreal, a  prominent  city  of the province of Quebec.  Poets  who  went  there  from  the  surrounding   area  of  Hamilton,  included Dr. Rashid Gill and Dr. Dannis Isaac.  Dr. Isaac is a  respectable  playwright  from  Pakistan. Other poets included James Luke,  Isaac Wilbert, and Anil Dass.

 

Among singers,  Yousaf Murad  went  from New York, and Austin Raj Rattan from Mississauga, Ontario.   Reuben, a son of Rev. Arthur who was also tortured in Pakistan with his father and who is  an accomplished  young  artist, played  tabla  with  several  singers.  The event was attended by around three  hundred persons  in spite of the unfriendly weather. They  were entertained with South East Asian snacks. Poets and singers  were recognized with plaques handed  by  Rev. A.G. Van Eek. There was also a group photo. I presented a long poem about the situation of human rights in Pakistan.  I was cheered  with frequent clapping that  made  me  feel  that my poetry was  being  appreciated.         

 

Encouraged  with  unusual success, Rev.  Arthur  has  decided to repeat this event every year.   At the social hour, several admirers expressed  their  hope  for similar  other  groups  to provide  platforms along the same line to encourage  artists from the region of  South East  Asia. For the social hour,  I set up a table in the hall where tea  was  served to  display  some of my books and  the cassettes  of  my  Urdu/Hindi poems that were sung by  Khaled Saleem.  I was happy  to  meet  the persons  who came to talk to me.  I could see the whole family of Rev. Arthur involved with their whole being in one thing or the other. Rev. Arthur was everywhere welcoming his guests and to oversee the arrangements.  He looked relaxed enjoying every minute of his work.

 

I  was however  getting nervous when I looked out of  the  window during the social hour. It was still snowing, covering the ground  with  a thick layer.  Obviously it was not safe  to drive on the highway.  At  night, it is not easy to see if the roads  were  ploughed or still covered with snow.  If  wipers fail  for any  reason, it is not  easy to pull  the car   to a safer spot  when there is  a maddening traffic  to the right and  to  the  left.  The  problem  is compounded  if  the driver is  new to the area and it is  night and  the rush hours. The signs are partly covered with snow that  make  a driver  more  nervous.  Under these conditions, one wrong turn  becomes extremely  annoying.                                                                    

 

While I was in that frame of mind,  something  happened. A person approached to shake hands.  He told me  enthusiastically  that he was reading about me and my articles with interest. He also told me that his wife was anxious to see me. Soon he left and returned with his  wife who  looked like Chinese or Vietnamese.  While chatting,  he asked  if I was going back.  I said  the weather was bad and I did not know what I was going to do. He took his wife aside to  consult for a while, and then   turned  to  me and said    they would be pleased to host me that night, although they had  a few  guests.

 

It was a prayer answered.  They suggested me  to follow their car.  I wanted more time  to meet  people.  After all that is  one reason  to be in  social atmospheres. Gatherings provide opportunities to meet people personally. Writing is a lonely profession. Social evenings provide diversions that writers and poets  need like anyone else.  Moreover, cultivation of public relations is also important for success. That  is  a  way for writers to  make more contacts.  On top of all, this evening was the ideal time to meet Pakistani Christians as well as from other nations.

 

I accepted  their  invitation with thanks, asking them to allow me another hour or so. I would  take the directions over the phone if  that  would  not  be  late for  them. They did not mind.  That person was Emanuel Gill from Pakistan and his  wife Larence   from Phillipine. When the Arthurs and others  began to mop the floor and  put the chairs in order and women began to pack utensils,  I asked Rev.  Arthur  to give me directions to go to the house of  Mr and Mrs. Emanuel Gill. He phoned  them on my behalf that we were on our way.

 

The meticulously clean  house of Mr. and  Mrs. Emanuel Gill was palatial. So was their  heart.  They were  humble. Larence Gill was a  hostess beyond comparison.  The food  was  appetizing. They  introduced me to their guests Mr. Qamar Khan,  his wife Sarala, and Vincent Nadeem. The Gills were retired nurses. Mr. Qamar Khan was  a registered  nurse and a  diabetes  educator in Toronto. He was a delightful conversationalist  with  a  mine of knowledge about human rights situations in Pakistan.  His wife Sarala was a pharmacist.  It was a  pleasure to be in the company of warm and intellectual souls.  Most of our talks centred around  minorities in Pakistan and India. We  agreed that the countries where minorities are not happy  cannot enjoy  peace because it is  a  prerequisite for prosperity. That meeting with  Emanuel Gill was memorable. The Gills are friends and members of the congregation of Rev. Arthur. The Gills are one example of the type of the congregation of Rev. Arthur. 

 

Pastor Arthur  phoned in the morning  to ask me to be with them  that day and night.  At  their place,  we had a  singing party till late in the evening  in which Mr. Yousaf Murad sang ghazals, kawalis, Heer in a typical Panjabi  way and other songs. He was accompanied by Reuben, son of Pastor Arthur,  who played  the Tabla.   The next  afternoon we talked and talked about the   state-sponsored  persecution over cups of tea that was specially brewed in a Panjabi way by Mrs. Arthur.                                                                                            

 

I came back to Mississauga in the evening after having  a  meaningful meeting with Rev.  Arthur.  While sipping tea at  the house of my sister  who was busy in the kitchen,  I  browsed  ethnic newspapers that were  published  from Toronto/ Mississauga area, and  distributed free through local Indian and Pakistani stores and restaurants. My sister brought several of  them  because she knew I loved to read them.  Most Panjabi and Urdu weeklies  present their news with spices. In one of those Urdu language publications, I read a short piece, appeared  to  be part of the editorial  that  condemned music, dance and poetry because these  arts are against  the  teachings  of  Islam.  It added  that the Hindus taught these arts to the Muslims of the subcontinent of India and Pakistan.

 

This news  reminded me the article  in  the  forum of Dr. Ishtiaq Ahmed that discussed  the text books of Pakistan,  published  by  the Lashkar-e-Taiba, that  teach hatred.  These text books want  art and music to be forbidden. Instead,   children should be  asked to purchase plastic guns and  trained  to  shoot  at  balloons.

The reference was  to an article of February 12, 2003 by Mohammed Shehzad in The Friday Times.  The persecution of Rev. Arthur and others have been shaped in the smithy of that thinking.                                       

 

I discovered that  ordeals of Christians in Pakistan  dominate most conversations at the  gatherings of Christians. This subject  leads to hot discussions when its different aspects are touched.   Muslim leaders have been denying the existence of this problem  that  may engulf the nation like a wild fire or erupt  into a volcano spreading a lava of uncontrollable  destruction. Those who are silent are invited to turn the pages of history to read how harassment of minorities has tumbled the strongest regimes of those days on earth.   The persecution of Rev. Arthur is the legitimate child of the violation of human rights.  How many more Arthurs will be persecuted before Pakistan would realize the damage it is doing to the  fabric of peace and progress. In the last week of June of 2003, President of Pakistan, Pervez Musharraf, has acknowledged  this  problem openly. It would be easy to solve this problem if most  leaders and  also  the  Muslim masses of Pakistan would realize that  Christians are in worst shape in Pakistan where they and their ancestors  were born than Pakistani Muslims  are  in  the Western  lands  of their adoption. It hurts Christians deeply because they have played a dominant role in the creation of Pakistan through the casting  vote of Mr. Singha, Christian speaker of the undivided Punjab and also through the election to decide if Punjab should be divided and through other services to the nation. Pakistan belongs also to Christians. Violators of their  rights should be punished. Rev. Arthur should be compensated by the Government of Pakistan for the undeserved persecution and  SK  should be given a visa to be able to breathe in the open air of freedoms.

 

Killing those citizens who change their religion  and grabbing properties of minorities misusing the blasphemy laws are not domestic matters because they have crossed the national boundary.  According to Human Rights Monitor 97,   “At many  places  graveyards being used by religious minorities have attracted land grabbers and encroaches. Such incidents were reported in Sheikhupura, Qasur and Gujranwala.    Human Rights Monitor adds several additional  cases of   land grabbing of minorities in its year 2001 report.  It  states that  Aproperties of the persons belonging to religious minorities remained  easy targets for the land grabbers. Even graveyards reserved for minorities are not safe from the land grabbers.”1   The report lists  15 cases of grabbing land reserved for graveyards for non-Muslims. In the year 2001 six more cases were added.2   The cases  of  grabbing  the properties of churches and graveyards are increasing because of the blasphemy laws that  have given enormous  powers to majority   to misuse them.   Maybe this problem  is a drop for Pakistan Government.  But these drops make an ocean. The world has witnessed the ramification of terrorism that was considered a domestic matter.      

 

The blasphemy laws have created an atmosphere of panic for minorities. By losing Rev.  Arthur,  Pakistan has lost a  worthy son. By wounding a man of peace,  Pakistan  has  wounded  its  own  honor.  By allowing fanatics to grab the ancestral property of an honest Christian, Pakistan has allowed outlaws to be more courageous to grab lands   more widely as their pastime.                                                                                                                                                         

                                                                                                                                                                        Work Cited                                                                                                    1Human Rights Monitor 97.  National Human Rights Office, E-64/A, Street 8, Officers Colony, Walton Road, Lahore, Pakistan, pp. 26-30                                                                                                     2Human Rights Monitor 2001. National Human Rights Office, E-64/A, Street 8, Officers Colony, Walton Road, Lahore, Pakistan.