Mast Gul (left) with Mufti Hassan Swati | File It was sometime in 1996 that I was assigned to cover a Jamaat-e-Islami (JI) rally in Rawalpindi where the famous tribesman Mast Gul was to speak. The stage was set in front of the outer gate of Liaquat Bagh, close to Gordon College, and there were around 4,000 to 5,000 people - mostly JI activists - in attendance.
The atmosphere was charged as the enthusiastic JI activists appeared anxious to listen to the guerrilla leader's speech. He was being portrayed as a war hero by the local media and right-wing public intellectuals. In a standoff that lasted two months in 1995, Mast Gul kept the Indian army at bay at the Sufi Shrine of Chrar-e-Sharief in Kashmir, in the vicinity of Srinagar. Later he escaped from the scene to reach Pakistan, hoodwinking the Indian army.
He now stood in front of the crowd, inviting the people of Rawalpindi to join the armed freedom struggle in Indian held Kashmir. Mast Gul was clamouring for blood. “I want 5,000 martyrs from the city of Rawalpindi…in fact every city of Pakistan should contribute martyrs for the Kashmir cause,” I recall him saying in broken Urdu, thick with a Pashtun accent.
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To hear these words was shocking to say the least. “5,000 martyrs from Pindi would mean 5,000 affected families,” one of the journalists there whispered in my ear. Rawalpindi used to be a small city in those days, and hypothetically speaking, such a large number of deaths would have shaken the city’s population psychologically. But Mast Gul continued his histrionic speech, telling his audience that they were living in desperate times which necessitated desperate measures. After listening to him, an ideologically motivated Islamist would be convinced that death is more important than a psychologically stable life in a stable social and political environment, “I need 5,000 martyrs from Rawalpindi…give me 5,000 martyrs…Kashmir needs you…” His words echoing over an emotionally charged crowd left a lasting imprint on my memory.
Since then, I have attempted many times to answer the disturbing question: What would have happened if Mast Gul’s wish had come true, how would the death of 5,000 young people impact the psychological and social makeup of my city?
Mast Gul vanished into thin air, as far as public life in our society is concerned. But his desperate call to die for a political cause or ideology has endured in our society. In the last 20 years, I have come across many instances of people – and high-profile people at that – preaching the same desperation to die for a political cause.