Nine Zero, London

Brother Adiala!!

Manners, greetings, today your memory haunted me a lot, so I sat down with a pen and paper to talk to you openly and honestly. Adiala Bhai, whether it is you or me, London Bhai, we both share many sorrows. Today you are popular, then once I was more popular than you in Karachi and Hyderabad. People only voted for you, people would even give their lives for me. That is why I was also called Pir Sahib. This is the same status and position of you. Your wife is a Pir herself. We both have the same beginning and God forbid, the end will be the same. In the beginning, Muqtadara carried me in his arms because the PPP had to be cleared in urban Sindh. Bhai Adiala, you are also a coin minted by Muqtadara. After defaming the PPP and the Noon, Muqtadara made you propagate against them so that they would be buried in a pit of infamy. Someone has cast a spell on us both. It is also possible that a spell has been cast on us.

Uncle! We have created many misunderstandings. You came to London and filed cases against me. I know that all the material was given to you by the powerful. At that time, you were the mouthpiece of these powerful people. Now, both you and I have become the dislike of the powerful. Karachi used to be closed at my fingertip. Now, I beg people by shouting and crying but they do not follow my words. Earlier, thousands of people used to listen to my speeches for hours. Now, I do not have more than 100 listeners. I know that people used to sacrifice their lives for your performances. Did you wear Peshawari slippers? Leaving good, comfortable shoes, the justices adopted the captain slippers. I just noticed that most of the justices who claim to donate blood for you have not even left their homes. I know that my votes are still in the majority in Karachi, but they are not ready to come out for me. Fuck such a silent majority who are supportive but do not sacrifice. The same is true of you, you have many voters, this is the silent majority who will never leave their homes for you. Your vote power is not street power. Brother! Although we have never been together, it is a beautiful coincidence that we have another value in common. Your two sons and one daughter also live in London and are studying there. My only daughter is also in London and comes to visit me regularly. I have heard that you are no longer in touch with your children. If you say so, I can put you in constant contact with these children through a special servant of mine. Whenever you need my service in this regard, you will indicate it and this work will be done.

Adiala Bhai! A lot of water has passed under the bridge, I who was once the uncrowned king of urban Sindh is now spending my days of political isolation in London and you who once wanted to be called the great leader of the entire Islamic world is now locked up in a cell in Adiala Jail. People also mock this rise and fall and say that your eternal and biggest sin is fighting with your own creator. Both of you were created by the army, raised you, gave you power and you fought with them, it was completely foolish. I am also taunted that I was arrogant about popularity. I kept giving importance only to “me” and my decisions took me far away from popularity. I think the same has happened to you too.

Fate is also a strange thing, what does a person have to see in this life? Farooq Sattar, Mustafa Kamal, Maqbool Siddiqui all used to only support me, now they make statements against me every day, they are making me a political corpse and enjoying the pleasures of power and none of them has turned out to be loyal, no one is kind, all are traitors. Imran Bhai, your tragedy is that your team also apparently supports you, but from the inside, its wires are connected somewhere else, you are given wrong reports, you are not told the truth, rather the truth is hidden from you. It is said that when difficult times came, Bhutto’s associates Hafeez Pirzada and Mumtaz Bhutto made new marriages. When my difficult times came, all my associates started calling me crazy, although earlier they used to sit on their knees and listen to my lectures, earlier they used to call my wisdom insight, now they have started saying that he killed us. Dear Adiala Bhai, you are also facing the same situation. The leadership now doubts your wisdom and decision-making power. They consider you an obstacle to their path to power. Currently, they all need your vote bank, so they are connected to you, but have become mentally distant from you.

Dear Adiala Bhai! Your sorrows and mine are common, we both face the displeasure of the rulers, they have left me nothing, neither my family, nor my reputation nor my voters, now they are after you, if you do not reconcile, then be prepared, neither my family will remain, neither my marriage will remain, nor my reputation nor my voters. The Pakistani rulers are very powerful, there is no limit to that, they say in Punjabi, right!!

Don’t go to S Gali from Tutiya to Tutiya

S Gili De Jat Bhede Lande Phaian Pa

Give up the intention of fighting them and become “one with them” as before. Otherwise, preparations are being made to break your party again, make new accusations against you, overthrow the government in Pakhtunkhwa, and other measures.

Dear uncle! I have nothing left, neither politics, nor wealth, nor fame. I advise you to stop fighting, every soldier of the army with which you are thinking of fighting is in league with your enemies, when the time comes, you will know everything yourself. Finally, whether there is an agreement or not, whether there are negotiations or not, remember that even if you get the government, it will be difficult for you to get an apology from the authorities, it took 30 years for the PPP to apologize, and it is still doubted. Nawaz Sharif got an apology only when his politics became extinct, you will also have to give your life and then you will get an apology. Bhutto had said that an elephant has a very sharp memory, it does not forget.

Salam: Wounded Londoner Brother