[IbnAbdullah]

(translated from Urdu)
Friday, August 03, 2007

Report: Sa’id Ahmed ‘Abbasi

Roznama Ummat (Daily Ummat)

Jami’ah Hafsah

Relatives of students refused to receive bodies

‘My dear son Shahid ‘Uthman, though you have left and made me sorrowful but still I congratulate you on the shahadat (martyrdom). I’m not angry with you, I’m taking you to the village from here so that not you but at least your grave remains before my eyes there. Don’t be displeased.’

12 o’ clock at night, darkness all around, when these words were spoken by the trembling lips of the mother of Shahid ‘Uthman with tears and sobs in the graveyard of H-11, Islamabad, they made everyone’s eyes wet. Shahid ‘Uthman was the resident of the village Shakar Darah in district Attock and his picture was shown in the media as a foreigner after the Lal Masjid operation was over. When his body was identified after the DNA testing, his mother got the graveyard at 12 o’ clock at night to receive the body. She was insisting on government officials that she couldn’t wait for the daytime and that she should be handed over the coffin box of his son immediately. Therefore it wasn’t a few minutes passed since 31st of July started that Shahid’s coffin was taken out from the grave amidst the lights of Emergency lights and Petromax and then the lady held the coffin with both hands and sat by the head part of the coffin and wished him good luck and set off to the village along with the coffin. The father of Shahid Shaheed of Shakar Darah is lying in bed because of the grief but the mother wanders about Islamabad and Rawalpindi for the dead and alive sons. One son ‘Uthman was found in the coffin but the other wounded son Safiullah waits for his mother everyday in the Adyala Jail. Shahid ‘Uthman was 16 and Safiullah is 18 years old, both were studying at Lal Masjid.


After the farewell of Shahid ‘Uthman from the graveyard I got the hotel when there were a few hours to the morning and in the morning I had to move about between the sports complex and the graveyard. Strange that the grave digger was nowhere to be seen during the process of opening the grave. Later when he received the bribe in order to have a conversation, it became clear to me why he disappears while the graves are opened.
The next afternoon when I went to the graveyard, the crowd of people had grown in size, Edhi Ambulances and officials’ vehicles were present but local people were also moving about between graves holding the bags of rose petals. At night when Shahid ‘Uthman’s mother took away the coffin, I had properly gone wet because just after a short while heavy rain started but in the afternoon when the graves were being opened, the sun was showering fire on us. The magistrate was in his vehicle and a few policemen along with two representatives of the magistrate determined the correct graves and allowed them to be opened. Some coffins which were opened in the beginning left after ordinary procedures were carried out amidst tears and sobs. But the legatees of the body which was identified as In’amullah brought about chaos. They wanted to open the coffin box and see what inside was. Who could stop them but a man in plain clothes did say, ‘Bhai jaan, it was your bigotry which caused the loss in the masjid, just take it away why dishonour the body.’


But before he finished his speech the lid of coffin had been opened and everyone held one’s breath and waited to see the body coming out. The ice was broken by the humming of the crowd which changed to the hue and cry, seeing this anger the policemen went away under the shade of the tent but the court officials looked worried about what to do. There was no body in the coffin box except 3 bags; you can say they were 3 bags of flesh. Neither the head was differentiated nor the foot. Some people couldn’t tolerate to see that and holding their heads they moved away, but I had to stand by under the burden of my duty. Ayub Mazari who called himself the relative of In’amullah made a noise why there were 3 bags. If it’s the body of one person why it isn’t all togethNo one had the answer to this and then Mazaris decided that wasn’t the body of their man. If one of the bags is In’amullah then how to make sure which one exactly. The magistrate was inside his vehicle. His representative wearing the mask and holding the register, scratched his head or his waist time and again. His fellow with a wireless set said again and again that they should go and tell the boss. In this confusion the coffin box was buried again and earth was put on top. I don’t know where the grave-number had gone, now this grave is just a pile of earth with no grave-number. A man moved forward and wanted to sprinkle some rose petals on it then an angry old man scolded him saying leave these martyrs alone, they don’t need that. The time when the process of grave opening was going on, women in burqa were sitting here and there under the shade of trees. When the grave of their relatives were opened they came closer to the graveyard and on the coffin boxes coming out their silent tears and comforting each other saddened the locals as well who didn’t have any relative buried there. Men were busy at covering the coffins with cloths and sheets and women at crying, but children were care free and were running and playing around the graves..

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Another coffin which was opened was identified as of ‘Ata Muhammad, his relatives also decided to open and see the box as to check what the condition is of their child. On the opening of the box, there was no son of theirs in the plastic bag but a human head a part of whose was gone, the head also had decayed, the face wasn’t identifiable, half of the arm which did tell about the hand and fingers but it’s condition was really bad. The 3rd piece in the box was a lump of flesh which wouldn’t tell from which part of the body that was. Everyone came to a silence on only 3 small pieces of the body coming out of the box. Then suddenly an old man started yelling loudly, ‘Ya Allah this matter is for you to deal with, you are seeing, I don’t want anything from anyone nor I have complaints but this matter is for you to deal with.’


The relatives of ‘Ata Muhammad also refused to own that, how on earth they could accept a half arm, a half head and a small piece of flesh to be ‘Ata Muhammad. They also buried the box back into the grave. Graves were opened in a row and some people carried away the boxes of their relatives.


By 4 o’ clock there was only one grave left to be opened and it was not know why it was opened. Then at 4 o’ clock the grave number 103 which was identified as Hafiz Shu’aib began to be opened by his relatives. The grave digger came after seeing the things had cooled down but instead of helping to open the grave he started digging another grave. Though his tools were held by the people. Hafiz Shu’aib was told to belong to Haveliaan. His father himself was helping to dig the grave while other relatives were asking him to stop but he said that he brought up his child with love and care how could he gave his affairs to others to take care. When the coffin box was taken out he said he would open and see that from inside. But because of the past bitter experiences government officials tried to stop him from that and said it wasn’t allowed to open the box but who would listen to them in such a terrible day. When the box was opened the body inside the plastic bag looked complete and intact. The father’s restlessness was worth seeing. Since the box was placed on the pile of earth it was tilted towards the feet and the feet were floating in blood. When the box moved it moved the blood too and it showed the blood was fresh. Thousands of honey bees inside the coffin box and outside the coffin joined with each other, in the shape of a ball, floating dead in blood. Shoaib’s father opened the coffin from the face and then removed the plastic from the whole body. I looked at carefully; the body was placed on the plastic sheet and then was wrapped. When the coffin or plastic sheet was removed then everybody thought it would give a smell because of the decay of the body and therefore a man was ready to perfume the body holding a body spray but the body didn’t give any smell. The father restlessly tried to lift the head of Hafiz Shoaib which was only bones at the face but the head was intact and hair was sticky with blood. Many days had passed since the body was buried but the blood was fresh, because the hands and clothes of Shoaib’s father looked red in blood and he again and again caressed the skeletal face of him and the cage of ribs, tried to lift and turn the body. Younger brother of Shoaib was holding the edge of the box weeping and saying something under his lips which wasn’t audible because of his crying although his tears were falling on the body and mixing with the blood in the box. His relatives were trying to move him away from there but he wasn’t listening. The body from navel to the head where there were more bones than the flesh, there were dead honey bees there as well. The body from navel to the feet although looked burnt, there was no skin there but flesh and fat was to be seen. The shalwar (trousers) looked perfectly fine and wet with blood. There was no bone to be seen from the navel to the feet. Probably to confirm the gender, his father untied the trousers string and pulled that but there was only flesh and fat there, no identification of any organ was possible. The father was trying to identify his son then a relative suspected their child wasn’t that old but his age was younger and height was shorter though the height of the body was around 6 feet. Then father as well said, Shoaib wasn’t wearing white clothes but black though the shalwar of the body was white and his hair was long which showed he had locks of hair. After a while talking about this they all decided that wasn’t the body of Hafiz Shoaib but of someone else. Then there started the search of the magistrate because the one holding the register said he wasn’t responsible for that but the magistrate. I asked him, ‘So the magistrate is not present at the scene?’
‘He is sir, right here, sitting in the car there, you can see it’s too hot here, that’s why he’s in the car.’

‘Sir, this is the place and the car’s far away from here, call him please and tell him the body here is of someone else.’
He already looked impressed by my camera, tape recorder and seeing me take photos of the body in the box, then the angry people had also scared him, he didn’t wait to run towards the car. I tried to have a conversation with Shoaib’s father.
‘Hafiz sahib, what’s your name, was he your son?’
‘Leave that please, Allah knows what my name is, and He knows whatever happened to me.’
‘So this boy who got martyred studied at Lal Masjid?’
‘Allah knows that all, leave my and Allah’s affairs alone, (pushing me away he starts touching and searching again in the box and one of his relatives tells me that he is not in his senses, we will tell you later, come to our village).
The magistrate appeared in his white cotton suit and waistcoat and Shoaib’s father tried to grab him with his neck with his hands red in blood and started shouting.

‘This is not my son, I recognize my son so well, on the day of judgment I and all of you will be before Allah’, the magistrate remained silent and then spoke, ‘Ok, if this is not yours then don’t take it, it’s said by the DNA testing officials, you don’t take it away, but I can’t do anything.’ He started going back to his car after saying that then I asked him, ‘What would happen next?’, he said, ‘See, as you know I didn’t carry out DNA testing rather there’s a whole team for that, now these people don’t accept that and refuse to recognize the body then what I can do. Now they say the hair is long then it can grow later too, anyhow I can’t do anything.’
I asked, ‘Ok, hair can grow after death but what about the height?’
Instead of replying he moved to his car and Hafiz Shoaib’s father lowering the coffin box back to the grave was saying:
‘Whoever you are, you are after all a shaheed (martyr), may Allah raise your status and forgive us that we troubled you.’


At night I was sitting in my room checking the pictures in the camera then I felt something strange. I saw the body in the coffin box carefully in the day but couldn’t realize in the hurry, but now when I zoomed his picture, his jaws were widely stretched, and there was some distance between the upper and lower teeth as if he were smiling.

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[Aryan_]

No one gives a fook. Is this how you fight your jihad, posting propaganda on the internet? It's not working.

[LEGALEAGLE]

Originally Posted by Aryan_

No one gives a fook. .

[IbnAbdullah]

(translation from Urdu)

Monday, August 06, 2007

Report: Sa’id Ahmed ‘Abbasi

Roznama Ummat (Daily Ummat)

‘Erase my memories’

Ghazi’s leg was bleeding, we refused to go out but he asked us to go for the sake of Allah – Umber Salim, student of Jami’ah Hafsah

I tried very much to forget all about this and these scenes should go out of my mind but whenever I close my eyes, the same view comes before me. Ghazi was standing against the books cupboard, his leg was bleeding, some bullets penetrated his leg, he was saying, ‘My daughters, you go out, may Allah protect you, and you yourselves have to see how to go out, now I give you all in the protection of Allah.’ By him was standing the son of Maulana Abdul Aziz, Hassan. Umm Hassan who was along with us expressed her love to him and said, ‘You don’t come out, and you wouldn’t be arrested, so many of your sisters are yet stuck inside, be shaheed while protecting them’, from the next room Ammi Jaan’s (Ghazi’s mother) voices were coming, she was reciting kalimah (shahadah) and was then alive but she was shot on her arm and leg and blood was coming out from there. As soon as we came out of the room’s door, bodies of two brothers were lying there, seeing that I started weeping.

Having said that, Asma Mazhar began to wipe wetness in her eyes with the tissue, though she was completely covered in a burqa but tears could be seen coming out of eyes again and again. Asma who was the student in daurah hadith, spent years in this madrasah and she was very close to Umm Hassan. In the last moments of this operation, when Umm Hassan came out, Asma was also one of those students who came out with her, who is an eye witness to lots of incidents which took place inside and she is still determined to fight her case. She made me wander about in Islamabad so much that I started feeling disappointed but finally I had the chance to have a conversation with her. A local journalist fellow told me about her but didn’t tell that meeting her is as difficult as meeting a federal minister. When first time I talked to her, she didn’t wait to ask: I don’t even know you, how can I see you?
‘Trust me and think of me as a brother, I have also conducted interviews with many girls students.’
‘I have such an experience with the so called brothers that please leave it.’
After this rude answer, I told her the name of my friend who gave me her number so she could believe me’, on that she disconnected the phone saying, ‘Ok, let me see’. I was kind of disappointed then the next day she called from a new number and asked where I would see her.
‘Obviously, I will come to your house’, I replied.
‘No, not at the house, give me the name of another place.’
‘Well, if you like you can come to my hotel.’
‘You were supposed to know that the hotel is not a suitable place, think for sometime and tell me about the place then I will see.’

Her conversation made me dizzy; circumstances have made these girls very mature that they give a ‘tough time’ to any big shot. How would I arrange a place in this city which was like an inn to me. At last I requested an acquaintance to arrange for an interview in his school but he was concerned about the coming of this burqa wearing lady to his modern school in this posh area. When everything was settled I asked Asma to come to school the next day at this time. Before the appointed time I confirmed if she was coming but when I got the school in I-8/4, from my hotel in G-7/6, she called, ‘You definitely would have arrived at school but if it doesn’t bother you please come to this place at G-6’..in other words she called me to Tower from Qayedabad (places in Karachi) and then was asking to come to Clifton and when I was on the way to where she asked me to come I was told she had got the school. Therefore when in this extremely hot weather I came before her with my boiling head, the first question I asked was quite bitter.

‘You people used to say you wouldn’t come out and wanted to get martyred inside then why did you come out in the end, while according to you, hundreds of girls were inside and no one knows about them by now and you left them all behind?’
‘No, this is not as you say, as a matter of fact, we said to baji Umm Hassan that we didn’t want to go out and wanted to get martyred inside, in fact when the operation was started, many girls students went out and many girls students went out that day also when Maulana Abdul Aziz was arrested. Because Aapi Jaan said we all would go out, that’s the reason why Maulana sahib had gone out, but when students asked her (Umm Hassaan) why she hadn’t come out by then, she said that was her house, where could she go having left her house, on that 27 of us girls refused to go out that we wouldn’t go out unless you come with us.’

‘So you were 27 girls inside?’
‘I’m talking about Ghazi’s house that we were 27 girls over there, the rest of the girls were inside the madrasah where all the ways to go in were closed, if someone tried to go there he would be shot; we had a girl with us, she was saying she wanted to take a bath and pray salaat, but baaji strictly forbade her that she wouldn’t go to the top. On top had accumulated rain water that’s why she wanted to go to the top in order to take water. Baaji appointed me to keep an eye on her so she couldn’t go to the top, but in the morning she quietly went to the top and then we had lots of difficulties to bring her body down from the top.’

‘While coming out, did you have any contact with the girls who were in the madrasah?’
‘Let me explain with the map, Ghazi sahab’s and Maulana sahab’s house was totally separate from the madrasah and madrasah was at some distance. When the bombing started, no one could go out, if someone tried to go there at night then it was useless as all the ways were blocked. In the first 4 days we could go into the madrasah and have a contact through wireless or mobile, it kept coming to our notice how many students got martyred that day and how many wounded. We though couldn’t do anything for them but kept making duas or praying salaat or nafl.’..

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‘How much weapons did you people have?’
‘Alas, that’s what is sad that we didn’t have arms, or we wouldn’t only curse helplessly, we even asked Ghazi sahib, ‘You talked about suicide bombing, now give us something so we can carry them out’, then he said, ‘My daughter, that I said just as the part of strategy, you should never think about that, we won’t even think of killing our own people. We only had sticks in the madrasah as well as in the house, so if anyone could try to get us inside, we would defend ourselves.’

‘How much is the truth in the congregational graves or that’s also the part of strategy?’
‘I bear witness that I will tell about only what I saw from my eyes. Leave what I heard. Probably it was the 5th or 6th day of the operation. I was along with Umm Hassaan then we heard noises, I looked from the room window, it was the building in front named ‘Umm Kulthum’, it had two verandas and both I could see, both had hard floors but when I saw both floors had been dug out and brothers were placing bodies into them, in one grave were girls’ bodies side by side, and in the other were of brothers. This I saw from my own eyes, there were bodies in a very big number in both graves, I didn’t have a courage to count those bodies, I just sat down over there, in the same way, in the uncemented courtyard, graves were dug out to bury girls’ bodies. There were some bodies whose head was ruptured and the brain had been pushed out, some had their intestines come out.’

‘Is all that you saw yourself or you are talking about what you heard?’
‘I saw that from my own eyes, and since then I can’t forget that, so many people were killed in such cold blood, even the bodies are not there, no one cares, no one’s to ask them..’(God knows what she starts saying in her emotions and I silently switch off the tape recorder).

‘How did you come out and what happened then?, I asked after a while.
‘When Ghazi sahib had been wounded, he said to Umm Hassaan, ‘If you stay inside, these girls will also not go out and will be martyred. People as well are saying we have made them hostage, for the sake of Allah, take them out and tell the people about our calamity’, on that we all agreed to go out, though we all the time wore burqa, we didn’t take them off the whole week, who knew they would intrude anytime and we wouldn’t be in hijab. At the time we were coming out, we had two young boys, one was 13 and the other was 10. The one who was 10 years old didn’t go out, her mother brought her there saying his father was very cruel and beat him, please keep him with you and educate him. Now when we were about to go out, the boy started crying saying he wouldn’t go home, better to get martyred there in but wouldn’t go home. I appeased him that he wouldn’t go home but I would take him with me. So he agreed to go after my efforts. As we came out of the house, there were armed security men on top of the library and on the ground, some of them were hardly a few steps away from us, we came out raising our hands and it was when it was announced that whoever came out would come raising hands and those wouldn’t be shot. The moment we came out, all of them pointed their guns at us and those who were near started yelling that they would do suicide attacks, get away from them. All soldiers drew back pushing each other and told us to take off the burqas. We said you can kill us but we wouldn’t take our burqas off. We don’t have anything, don’t fear us. I can’t tell about the fear which was on their faces. Afterward they removed the shirt of the 13 year old boy and tied his hands at the back and tied a cloth around his mouth and then started beating him. And the boy who was 10 years old was beaten by them so much that I can’t tell. The poor boy was so small than when the soldiers slapped him he would fall down, they slapped him so much that I started weeping and said to them, he’s my brother, let him go, the other soldiers told them to stop and not to beat him anymore. So with lots of difficulty he came to the surrender point with us, they had beaten the small boy so much that I saw at the surrender point his face was going red.’

‘How many dead bodies did you see at the time you came out?’
‘We all came out of the house of Ghazi sahib and there were a few steps between us and the security forces, that is when we came out, they were a few steps away from Ghazi sahab’s house and in this distance I saw three bodies, all were of brothers (boys students). Two of the bodies were at the door step and they were bleeding, one of them was later called a foreigner, and when I saw his picture in the newspaper I recognized him that he was lying martyred at the door step of Ghazi sahib. Another body outside the house was lying between the security forces.’

‘When you came out, was Ghazi sahib in the house?’
‘Yes, he was in the house, and he departed us, his leg was bleeding, he was standing near the door against the books cupboard, by him was standing Hassaan and in the next room Ammi Jaan (Ghazi’s mother) was wounded reciting kalimah. Umm Hassan gave her love to her son before leaving the house and asked him to get martyred. Afterward when we came out, soldiers were just in front.’

‘Right, what was the arrangement for food and drinks inside?’
‘Bhai jaan, we ate the same which brothers like you sent us from outside. What did you people send to us? We ate trees’ leaves; we plucked leaves off grape wine and drank dirty water, later that also finished. We soaked cloths in that water and put them on our eyes to protect from the tear gassing, and then the same water we drank. Once brothers sent us some boxes of juice and biscuits from masjid, we asked the young boy who brought them, ‘What have brothers eaten?’, and he said, ‘Nothing, that’s all they had which they sent you’, on that we asked the boy, ‘Go and take this back and tell them, the sisters are saying, they have eaten their meals, so you eat them’, as soon as the boy left the house a burst of bullets came and he got martyred. I saw through the window, he was lying on the ground by the face and was moving his foot, the blood was spreading out from his body. A little while later, the boy was fired at again and the biscuits and juice packets were destroyed. The juice ran out and biscuits were of no use. For many days the body of that child was laid there.

The interview was going on and there were so many questions in my mind then Asma’s phone rang, she talked a bit on phone and stood up, ‘Ok, the time is over.’

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[IbnAbdullah]

(translation from Urdu)

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Report: Said Ahmed Abbasi

Roznama Ummat, Karachi (Daily Ummat)

No one even came for condolence

Aisha is the elder sister of Maulana Abdul Aziz and Abdur Rashid Ghazi. She keeps a distance from the media and doesn’t approve of taking her photographs like Maulana Abdul Aziz. In order to interview her, I had to create a chain of contacts then it became possible to meet her and she also permitted to take her photographs. During the interview she looked complaining about the local Ulama (scholars) that no one has so far come to her for at least condolence nor any of them had a word of sympathy at this time of hardship. She also said some of the people are taking advantage of the situation and taking possession of other branches of Jamia Hafsa. While the operation was going on she was in contact with her mother and other people inside Jamia Hafsa. In this context she did speak but carefully. She has also appealed the readers of Ummat for duas.

Q: Please tell, after the Lal Masjid Tragedy was over, did anyone contact you? Anyone came for condolence? How was the behaviour of local ulama and how do you feel about that now?
A: Beta (son), what have you asked how I feel now? My brother, mother and so many of the relatives got martyred there, other hundreds of kids got martyred, what I would feel then, as for people condoling, none of the scholars from Rawalpindi and Islamabad spoke a word of sympathy for us, not to speak of their coming for condolence. People everyday come from our village, other people from the city also come, sympathise with us but no one came from these ulama. Ulama from Wafaq (wafaqul madaaris) came to Islamabad and they kept asking the local scholars to take them to the sisters of Ghazi Abdur Rashid but they were not allowed to see us. Now only these people of Jama’at-e-Islami - they and their women have co-operated so much and no one else other than them. Every woman has a maikah (her mother’s house) and my maikah has turned to be dead bodies. Now I only say, they didn’t let any of them alive, at least hand their bodies over to us so that we could go to them to shed our tears that would give some relief to our hearts.

My mother lived in Jamia Hafsa, in the room of my father, after the martyrdom of Maulana Abdullah (Ghazi’s father), she had limited her life and remained in his room for most of the time. I used to go to see her every Friday and she daily called me. Even today when the phone rings, it seems as if ammi jaan had called. I and my other sisters are wandering about from door to door in order to get the bodies of our maikah but these people didn’t co-operate with us though we don’t have any issue with them. Baray bhai (she explains that Maulana Abdul Aziz is younger than her but because of his knowledge and piety, she calls him baray bhai [big brother] as a token of respect) is such a kind hearted man that after his arrest he was treated very badly, still when he was presented in the TV, his first words were ‘Assalamu Alaikum’, such a gentle person can’t have any enmity towards anyone. Brother Ghazi’s last words were, ‘Allah will question Ejazul Haq’, in the end when death was very near to him, he maintained his respect for others though he wasn’t happy with them, how can they have a bad attitude towards others in their lives. In spite of that I don’t know why these people (of the government) are doing this to us.

Q: Didn’t you talk to your mother and brother while the operation was going on?
A: Yes, we did have a contact till the last moment, the last conversation I had at 11:30 (pm) with ‘Ata Muhammad, he was our close relative and used to call me Ammi (mother). Before that at 10 or 10:30 pm, I talked to chhotay bhai (younger brother, Ghazi Abdur Rasheed). He told me that ammi jaan had received bullets on the leg and arm and she was lying in bed in the same room of abbu jaan (father). My mother had a sickness in the stomach. During the operation once I asked her, ‘Ammi, have you eaten something’, she said, ‘Yes, there was some rice which I had soaked in water and now eating from it in little quantities’, hearing that made me cry on that she said, ‘Don’t ever cry, situations may go worse, we all may get martyred but don’t cry.’ One day later when the situations were very severe, I called and started crying, then mother said, ‘Don’t cry, and tell me what message would I give to your father above, from you, what would I tell your son?’.
One of my sons died at the age of 10, she said about him that she would see him grow up above in the heavens on my behalf, this is how she was trying to comfort me. It seems to me as if (she was crying while talking) mother had been burnt to be martyred because she was shot on her leg and arm and then brother Ghazi told me that she was shot but she was alive. And when Umm Hassaan and other girls came out, Umm Hassaan went to check ammi. There was blood and small pieces of flesh on his bed. When she (mother) was asked if that was hurting, she said, ‘You people are saying that I have been shot though I really don’t feel I have.’ Ghazi told me then, ‘Aisha, believing Allah is seeing, I bear witness, Ammi’s blood is giving a sweet smell which is not from this world.’ Umm Hassaan also told me in the meeting that Ammi Jaan’s blood was giving a sweet smell.

Q: Ok, but why did Umm Hassaan come out? When other girls were inside why did she leave them?
A: She didn’t come out but Ghazi forced her out. In fact she had 27 or 28 girls with her. Ghazi said, ‘The last operation has started now take these girls out, force them out, so that these people can shut their mouths who are saying we have made them hostage.’ But girls were not willing to go. They said, ‘We will not go out as long as baji is here’, on that Ghazi said, ‘You go out so that these girls can also leave’, this is how Umm Hassaan came out. She had only one son, Hassaan, he stayed behind and got martyred. It was also that there should be someone who could go out and tell the world what happened to them inside. The rest of the girls who couldn’t come out was because they were stuck inside. What I have talked to Umma Hassaan and Ghazi sahib tells that at some places the wall had collapsed and the exit was blocked and at the other places the roof fell down and there was no way to come out as well as there remained no contacts with them. Those who could be traced came along with Umm Hassaan. No one told about the martyrdom of mother till the last moment when I talked to Ata Muhammad at 11:30 pm or to Ghazi Sahab, or when Umm Hassaan came out after seeing her, she was alive. She was shot on her arm and leg, but she was in her perfect senses and was talking. Later when these people (of security forces) went in, they threw bombs into each room, and I guess my mother died after burning. Now they ask to have DNA testing so that the body could be identified. They should first of all tell us how her body became unidentifiable after burning. She wasn’t in the madrasah, but was in a house which was separately built, it wasn’t even on fire. Then she was 72 years old, there was no other lady there of such age, then how it is hard to identify her body.

After the martyrdom of waalid (father), often mother used to say lying in that room, ‘I will get martyred right here, and I will be shot from this way.’ No one had any idea of such a tragedy, that’s why everybody used to laugh saying, ‘One needs to be in a battle field in order to get martyred and you are saying that in the house’, but she often repeated that and the same thing happened.

Q: It has been heard about the occupation of branches of Jamia Hafsa?
A: Yes, there are 18 branches of Jamia Hafsa, some of them have been occupied by people and declared to be their madrasahs. I told Maulana Abdul Aziz about that when I met him in the rest house, then he said, ‘Aisha, don’t worry, everything will be alright, let those do who are doing this, they will be ashamed for that later, and the difficult time will be over inshaAllah.’

It’s very strange about baray bhai (Abdul Aziz) that when madrasah was being built, he used to join the labourers and sometimes looked in deep thinking and said, ‘My heart is saying, all this will be destroyed one day, and then will reappear as a very big madrasah’, he used to say, ‘This is a weak construction and later it will be perished and then will be the strong construction inshaAllah.’ Then nothing came to the mind of anybody that something like that could happen. Conditions were favourable, but he often talked about such things. Let me tell you something about Ghazi sahib, he had a plot in Islamabad which costed probably 40 millions. In the past 8 months when they had some economic problems, his family would talk about this plot that it was a good support for them but Ghazi said, ‘Forget that’, he didn’t talk about that plot till the end but now we believe he would have sold that out and spent the money on the construction of madrasah..

[IbnAbdullah]

Q: You mentioned Ghazi sahib’s children, where are they? There was news that on the day of his martyrdom, his son was born.
A: There’s half truth in the news of his son’s birth.

Q: I didn’t understand.
A: I am trying to tell but my son (calling the reporter) does not understand. We had this hope but in the course of this turmoil and sorrowful situation we lost this hope. We also suffered from this loss. Now where his children are, we also don’t know. They have no contact with us, they are not even in their mother’s house, and we only know that they are safe. Once we had a contact with his wife who was saying, ‘You all are together and sharing your grieves but I am far away and lonely.’ In fact she is also being pulled into the cases though she had nothing to do with any activities of the movement.

Q: Why did maulana sahib do that, waging a war with the government is anyhow not a right thing to do?
A: No, he never thought he would turn the movement violent. I talked to him on this topic and he told me, ‘People say, if you have to combat the government then collect weapons, accumulate heavy arms, you cannot fight with a few of these guns’, on that he used to say, ‘We neither have to fight the government nor we will collect weapons.’ Whatever were the weapons were all allowed by the government and were licensed. He used to say, ‘It can’t happen that the government would storm us, because all our demands are within the boundaries of law and constitution; these people are also our Muslim brothers, they won’t kill us.’

Q: How was the behaviour of the locals of G-6?
A: Let me tell you they were our biggest supporters. I will give you an example; there was a boy in the street before the masjid, who came to pray salaat only, and he only had this relation with the masjid. When curfew was imposed, the 2nd or 3rd day he told his family, ‘He would go into the masjid and madrasah to check what the situation is because it is said that their food stores have been finished.’ He came out of his house at night during the curfew and crawled into the masjid. Later when the siege became harder he couldn’t come out. Then the next day when people were talking about the food, someone said, ‘Qari Ayoub’s house is empty, he has gone but there must be some food in his house, we should bring that from there’, bullets were falling as rain. This boy presented himself to go and take the food from there. So he tried to reach Qari Ayoub’s house crawling, but just before the entrance of the house, he was shot by bullets and got martyred. His body remained there at the door of Qari Ayoub for many days, whoever went to take it would get martyred. They didn’t know where they were firing from that anyone who came out would become the target of their bullets. Ata Muhammad and Ghazi bhai often told that there was a body on top of the masjid, bodies in the rows of the masjid, whoever got martyred remained there, and so many people got martyred while trying to bring the bodies.

Q: It has also been said that Qari Ayoub is involved in the arrest of Maulana Abdul Aziz.
A: (remains silent and then in a low voice speaks) Beta (son), what should I say? Baray bhai (Maulana Abdul Aziz) hasn’t yet said anything about that. We know many things though and even heard a lot of things, but it’s not confirmed. Now if I say something and that harms Qari Ayoub then it would be wrong. People are very angry, and I am not sure about things, that’s why I wouldn’t have a say in this matter.

Q: Why did Maulana Abdul Aziz came out in the burqa? People also got very angry on that and they ridiculed ulama as well that they were escaping for their lives after having people killed?
A: No, this is not as you say. I have talked to him a lot over this issue. He was not escaping to save his life rather one of the intentions of his coming out was to save the lives of boys and girls inside because many people were assuring him that if he comes out things will get right and the operation will stop. For this reason he came out in order to save lives of others. As for burqa, he was told to come out in burqa so he wouldn’t be arrested. His young son and daughters all were inside, and Hassaan who was the only son got martyred. Then he considered all the kids in the madrasah as his own children. Can someone escape for his life leaving his kids behind? His only crime was that he was demanding for the implementation of Islam and he was punished for that. But now whenever I see him, I see him ambitious, and he confidently says, ‘InshaAllah everything will be alright and Jamia Hafsa will be reconstructed.’ He never accused anyone of anything, he mentioned everyone with respect even if one is his opponent. Ghazi sahib also called people with respect. And what the reward of that is that nobody came to us for even condolence. I requested ulama (scholars) here to at least help us in getting the bodies but they said they could only arrange a meeting of us with the commissioner and refused to do anything else other than that.

Q: What did you talk about to the people in the Jamia Hafsa during the operation?
A: Many times in the day I talked to them, Ghazi sahib and mother couldn’t talk much but I had more conversation with Ata Muhammad, he was the son of my cousin and used to call me Ammi. In the last days I asked him, ‘Son, did you eat something?’, then he said, ‘Ammi, today we have plucked leaves of grape wine to eat, because there was nothing to eat, that made my whole mouth bitter.’ When I heard about this from him, I didn’t like any food, everything tasted bitter. He told me, ‘We can’t cook anything, because there’s no gas and if we burn wood, then firing starts raining where the smoke rises and mortars blow the place off.’ Then I told him about a place in the house where I had seen black chick peas, I told him to take them and soak them in water, they would get soft and would be easy to eat. But firing was so intense that everyone was limited to where one was.

My last conversation with him was on the last day of operation at 11:30 pm, he said, ‘One of our important companion has been shot by bullets and he’s wounded’, I asked him about his name which he didn’t tell but I believed that was Ghazi sahib because I talked to him an hour ago and couldn’t contact him later. That was my last conversation with Ata Muhammad also. Afterward I saw him two days ago in the coffin box but there were a few pieces of body in his name.

Q: When Umm Hassaan came out, how many girls were left behind, you have met her, you might have asked her?
A: Yes, but I don’t know well. There were girls inside but the contact with them had broken and because of the collapse of walls and roofs, the ways to go from one place to another had been blocked. That is the reason why they couldn’t come out otherwise Umm Hassaan told everyone that they were moving out, those who could come they came out, and those who couldn’t, we don’t know what happened to them.

Q: When did you meet Maulana Abdul Aziz, were there any restrictions in the meeting?
A: No, on the court orders, we do meet in 15 days, and they let us meet properly. I will tell you something that when I was going to see him, I went to a market in Islamabad so I could buy clothes and handkerchiefs etc for him. I told the shopkeeper that it was for Maulana Abdul Aziz and he used bad words for baray bhai. I was very hurt and I left all the things over there which I had bought. I was thinking we have suffered a lot of grievances and people are talking about like that. I went to another market and got some clothes and handkerchiefs, then the shopkeeper learnt during the conversation that I was getting that for Maulana Abdul Aziz. Hearing this, he spread a pile of clothes before me, and began to give me turban, handkerchiefs, caps, everything asking to give that to Maulana sahib on his behalf and that he wouldn’t receive any paisa (money) for all that. That took my sorrow away which the behaviour of the first shopkeeper brought to me. People love him so much and there are some as well who hate him. As for meeting him, we meet in 15 days, and there’s no problem in it. Now only this brother is left in our family, all the time I pray that all the students imprisoned and baray bhai may be released soon.

Q: What would you like to say in the end?
A: What could I say except that I request everyone to make dua for us and all those who got martyred. And no one would be willing to print this word of mine but I must say that those who had sympathy with us and the girls and boys of Jamia Hafsa, may Allah reward them and those who brought us to this condition, may Allah bring them to justice. There will definitely be the accountability on the day of judgment but I have this desire that Allah may show them in this world also so that we can have a bit of peace in the heart.


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[Warmheart4u2007]

I have read the aritcle and I am very sorry that there are people who think like that let us have a look

Those people were criminals and they broke the country laws many time including

1. kidnapping innocent women and keeping them in their custody (Is this Islam)
Aunty Shamim who was kidnapped later on said in her interview "If this Islam then I want to leave Islam".

2. They captured by force a children library ( A Government one!) (Is this Islam)

3. They raided a massage center and kidnapped chinese persons.. (Is this Islam)
kidnapping foreigners! Can anyone who is sane, defend these criminals.

4. The arrested Government Personnels . Can you believe that.

5. When the securities agencies warned them to handover themselves to law, they begane a war with the government ,used weapons and killed many persons.

I am just worried that Government had arrested around 1600 peoples from there and almost all of them have been released. I praise the Pakistani Government for such act of releasing all the criminals , some more such acts of kindness and we would surely have a Taliban Regime in Pakistan in the near future.

[m_ali_qazi]

Originally Posted by Warmheart4u2007

Those people were criminals and they broke the country laws many time including

what laws? that country's got effed up law enforcement anyway

why are people making a dictatorship out to be the good one in this?

all yall need to watch this right now

YouTube - Witness Special - Inside the Red Mosque - 27 Jul 07 - Part 1 (Part 1)
YouTube - Witness Special - Inside the Red Mosque - 27 Jul 07 - Part 2 (Part 2)
YouTube - Witness Special - Inside the Red Mosque - 27 Jul 07 - Part 3 (Part 3)
YouTube - Witness Special - The Red Mosque - 27 Jul 07 - Part 4 (Part 4)

[IbnAbdullah]

Originally Posted by Warmheart4u2007

I have read the aritcle and I am very sorry that there are people who think like that let us have a look

Those people were criminals and they broke the country laws many time including

1. kidnapping innocent women and keeping them in their custody (Is this Islam)
Aunty Shamim who was kidnapped later on said in her interview "If this Islam then I want to leave Islam".

2. They captured by force a children library ( A Government one!) (Is this Islam)

3. They raided a massage center and kidnapped chinese persons.. (Is this Islam)
kidnapping foreigners! Can anyone who is sane, defend these criminals.

4. The arrested Government Personnels . Can you believe that.

5. When the securities agencies warned them to handover themselves to law, they begane a war with the government ,used weapons and killed many persons.

I am just worried that Government had arrested around 1600 peoples from there and almost all of them have been released. I praise the Pakistani Government for such act of r