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Allah ap koh muhdath dho

by Asra Q. Nomani, Pakistan Wednesday, Oct. 10, 2001 at 2:43 PM

Few of have probably been inside a Pakistani home. Here Asra Nomani gives us a taste of the world as seen from the other side. Very insightful reading - if you can remain open to the idea that there are human perspectives other than what we hear in the US.

"Now, Jihad Has Begun"

Asra Q. Nomani

"Ub jihad shur-u hoe-ah." Now, jihad had begun.

"All Muslims will be all out for jihad," he says. "Inshallah." God willing.

These words don't come from a fringe bearded man with a turban and AK-47

next him, speaking on a video from a cave somewhere in Afghanistan. They

come from a man, Khalid Khawaja, who is a friend and longtime advisor to

Osama bin Laden. A retired Pakistani Air Force squadron leader, Khawaja

fought with the mujahedin beside bin Laden to drive the Soviets from

Afghanistan. In July, CBS News quoted him as saying, "America is a very

vulnerable country," and that "Your White House is the most vulnerable

target. It is very simple to just get it." To the world, he surely looked like just

another scary dhari walla, bearded man.

But sitting here in his sweeping Greco-Roman style home with Corinthian

columns, gold-gilded bedroom furniture and a poster of a grinning Garfield in

his teenage daughter's room, Khawaja and his family can be sure that there

are many others in Pakistan who might not take the street in protest Monday

but feel the same way. For if you think there is universal support for what

appeared to the entire world as harmless-looking green flickers of light on

CNN, then peek into the homes of this city. Walk through these streets where

the sweet scent of a flower called rath ke rahni, queen of the night, seeps

deep into you.

No matter what qualifications come from President Bush or the caveats put

on the attacks by Defense Secretary Rumsfeld. And no matter that, as British

Prime Minister Tony Blair instructed us Sunday, "Islam is a peaceful and

tolerant religion, and the acts of these people are contrary to the teachings of

the Koran." The bombings will inevitably seen as an attack by the West

against Muslims by many who feel deeply that the Quran teaches that all

Muslims are brothers and sisters.

In Khawaja's living room, they sit around the television tucked into a large

wooden wall unit, growing quiet as the Al Jazeera videotape of a frail-looking

Osama bin Laden is broadcast.

"Allah ap koh muhdath dho," whispers Khawaja's wife Shamama to the

screen. May Allah give you help.

The Pakistan government is the first -- and at this point, only -- Muslim

country to voice support for the attacks, and reportedly opened its airspace to

allow fighter jets to storm overhead. But that's the government. After two

weeks of conversations with many from here and neighboring towns, from

nokars (servants) washing dishes, to retired military officers, housewives and

professionals, it's clear the minority in the streets protesting against any U.S.

operation against Afghanistan very much represents a larger constituency.

Among them, there is great empathy for the Taliban and Osama bin Laden,

and anger and frustration over issues of Western foreign policy -- Israel, Iraq,

Palestinians, Kashmir and Bosnia. Most of them aren't going to do anything

about it except share their bitterness with their family and friends.

But inside Khawaja's home, there is a sense of faith, anger and mourning, and

a need for action. Though the Taliban says that Osama bin Laden is still alive,

the sense is that many uncles may very well have died.

"Assalamalaikum," the greetings come gently. Peace be upon you.

"Walaikumsalam," comes my reply. And peace be upon you.

Khawaja's wife glides forward to offer an embrace. Once an aspiring lawyer,

she is tall, graceful and eloquent in Urdu and English, as is her husband. She is

grim but optimistic about those that died in the first wave of attacks.

"They have become 'shadeeth,'" -- martyrs, she says, pulling her dupatta over

the gray hair that gently frames her face. During another rebroadcast of

Osama bin Laden's statement, Khawaja slips to the ground in his chilwar

kameez. He leans forward on a squat table, with a tissue box lined with red

tulips resting on top. His 10-year-old son comes out from the kitchen with a

plate of "dhal chawal," lentils and rice, to eat with two spoons. He is a fan of

Disney's "The Lion King," he says (the first one, he makes clear, not the

sequel). Khawaja's elderly mother, who once taught in a girls' school, sits

beside the TV, draped in a white cotton flowered dupatta, a necklace of

brown prayer beads, a thuzbi, hanging from her right hand.

The wife reads the flash excerpt from bin Laden's statement, referring to the

hijackings of Sept. 11: GOD HAS GIVEN THEM BACK WHAT WE

HAVE RECEIVED.

Khawaja is calm. He is mostly quiet.

His wife is calm, too. Muslims have to choose their side, too, she says. With

Allah. Or not. Khawaja breaks his silence, echoing the message from bin

Laden most sure to haunt Americans. "No American is safe now," he says.

"Americans are not safe. They have started this jihad."

This is rhetoric that could be easily dismissed, painted onto a white sheet in a

street march in Islamabad's twin city of Rawalpindi. It will, in fact, likely show

up on a placard on the streets Monday. The White House markets this as a

war against terrorism. The people here know that -- they watch CNN, too.

Khawaja's mother leans toward the TV to read the banner: WAR ON

TERRORISM.

But this isn't the way it's seen over here. "They have killed our Muslim

brothers," Khawaja tells his wife. "Now, we will react. Tomorrow it will not

happen. It will happen over time. This is a lifelong war."

The anger isn't just at the West. It's against the Muslim governments that run

their countries as dictatorships and monarchies. "We have to overthrow our

Muslim states. There was only one Islamic government and now they have

attacked it."

CNN's Christiane Amanpour comes on the air from here in Islamabad. She

explains to viewers that most Muslims don't agree with the Taliban

"fundamentalists."

"Ch!" comes the answer from Khawaja's wife in this culture's universal

exclamation meaning utter disdain: What a shame. What a pity. How terrible.

How horrible. "This woman has so much anger in her heart for this

'fundamentalism.'"

They, too, study the tape of bin Laden, which appears to be taped during the

day in sunlight, and wonder when it was taped. But it doesn't matter much to

them; they feel his message is clear.

On TV, Rumsfeld explains that food is also being dropped on Afghanistan, as

relief aid. Giggles break out when someone compares it to a Quranic account,

manwasalva, of God dropping food from the heavens for Moses when he and

his people were hungry.

Ten-year-old Mohammad is curious about something else. He looks at the

sign behind the defense secretary that says, "Pentagon." He thought the

Pentagon was destroyed.

Tony Blair, whose youthfulness is often remarked upon in the West in

innocent terms, like that of a schoolboy, fills the screen and lauds the British

military's role in this war. "He looks like a terrorist," comes the comment from

this room.

Nobody can say what will happen for certain with this war. It looks by all

accounts that this battle will be over, perhaps, in days, but those here are

convinced a wider war has sprung from it.

"We will see, Inshallah," says Khawaja.

His wife nods. "Allah will fight this war, Inshallah." Visiting relatives here for

dinner, we first learn about the bombings because of a call from America.

"War start ho-guy-yah." War has begun, my uncle says as he hangs up the

phone.

CNN reports air strikes on the Afghan cities of Kabul and Kandahar.

BREAKING NEWS flashes over the screen.

"Yah Allah!" comes the sigh from my aunt. Oh God.

This is a house much like other Pakistani houses with a divided family, partly

in Pakistan, partly in the United States -- the only reminders are wedding

photos laminated onto blocks of wood hung on the wall.

CNN flashes the image that has become the poster sheik of terror, Osama bin

Laden.

Razia Phuppi, an aunt, is something over 80 years old. Nobody knows exactly

how much more than 80. They didn't record births in her day. She is a

subdued maternal version of my dadi, my father's feisty mother. She drifts her

lithe body out of the room, leaving the English CNN dispatches to listen to

BBC Radio's crackled transmissions in Urdu in the bedroom. America

created Osama bin Laden, she says. Now, they want to destroy him. She

laments the flip-flop.

She prays for little damage. "Jahldee hoe dho." Let it be quick.

Another cousin bent closely toward the screen is a modern, global woman. A

graduate of the University of Hawaii, she keeps Gap body cream by her

bathroom sink and talks wistfully of her love for the New York subways. She

watches the flashes of light across the screen like muted starbursts.

"Becharay Thah-lee-bahn," she says. Poor Taliban.

The crickets have gone silent as the morning comes to Pakistan. An alarm

clock goes off in the house next door. A car honks. The TV is back on with

talk of Dick Cheney being moved to a secure location.

My father, in Morgantown, W.V., sends me an e-mail. His subject line:

"STARTED!" He reports that my 8-year-old nephew Samir says, "War is

bad." My 10-year-old Safiyyah, "It is horrible." They should now be tucked

into bed, but refuse to go to sleep. "Pray Allahsubanathala," a praiseworthy

adulation of God, my father writes, "for Peace." Then he signs off.

The call for morning prayer spills into the air here as light begins to break

across the sky. The call for prayer, however, competes with the chatter rising

from Islamabad living rooms, the voices of TV talking heads in America,

where it is now night. What is black there, is very much white here.

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