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ESCAPE OF PASTOR ARTHUR FROM
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.