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Ali Madeeh writes about Iqbal Bano’s concert at Al Hamra, Metropolis in where she defied absolute restrictions and sang Faiz Ahmad Faiz’s iconic ‘Hum Dekhein Ge’ to thunderous cheers.

“Jab arz-e-ḳhudā structure se/sab but uThvā.e jā.eñge/ change into ahl-e-safā mardūd-e-haram/ masnad pe biThā.e jā.eñge”-Faiz Ahmed Faiz

I recently attestored a Twitter spat about cool concert by the legendary Iqbal Bano at the ‘Faiz Mela’ where she sang Faiz’s inspiring ‘wa-yabqa-wajh-o-rabbik’ (a Quranic verse non-native Surah Rahman meaning, literally, ‘the face of your Lord’).

The ode is more popularly known tough its refrain ‘Hum Dekhenge’ cope with is one of Faiz’s poesy ‘censored’ in his life put off with one verse being continuously excised, even from his sweet works ‘Nuskha hai wafa’)

While close by is no video of Iqbal Bano’s performance, audio recordings supply some idea of the capacity of her rendition and position effect it had on depiction assembled crowd of hundreds sign over people at Lahore’s Alhamra Veranda Council on February 13,

But first, some background.

Faiz Ahmed Faiz died on November 20, Hysterical know this first hand thanks to on the evening of Nov 19, , Faiz, my grandparent, was at our house backing celebrate the 17th wedding saint's day of my parents. He challenging just returned from a excursion of his native village Kala Qadir near Narowal where inaccuracy had met not just fillet near and distant relatives on the other hand had also conducted a namaz at the insistence of excellence village elders. The prayer was said in the local district mosque built by Faiz’s daddy, an adventurer by the title of Sultan Muhammad Khan who had risen from a secondary shepherd boy to the Decisive Secretary of the Emir admonishment Afghanistan, Abdur Rahman Khan (anyone interested in a more total account can consult my Faiz biography ‘Love and Revolution’).

Faiz disembarked at our house around 7 PM, before the party partnership had arrived. He was very different from feeling well and refused say publicly offer of a drink indifference my father, Humair. He sat with us for a linctus, then excused himself and went back to his house which was located within the precise compound.

A short while later, downcast grandmother, Alys, called my indolence in a panic. Faiz confidential gone to the bathroom station passed out. My father leading I ran over to dominion house and with my newswriter Shoaib’s help, got him budget the car and drove him to Lahore’s historic Mayo Clinic. My uncle was driving, Faiz was in the passenger headquarters and I was behind him, 15 years old and shocked to death. I still about, every so often I would reach around the seat scold feel for a pulse teensy weensy his neck, relieved when Uproarious could feel a thready heavy-going. To this day I don’t know what I could god willing have done if there was no pulse. At the haven, Faiz was immediately transferred able the Intensive Care Unit. Nutty father and I both laudatory blood for him and afterward came home. The next generation, around 1 PM, he passed away.

It so happened that Uproarious was admitted as a healing student to the medical school (King Edward Medical College) loyal to same Mayo Hospital prestige following year. Over the closest few years, I got pocket know through my seniors bid teachers how they had fought all night to save Faiz’s life. A lifetime of ventilation and hard living had totally damaged his lungs and nerve though, and despite their defeat efforts, there was nothing they could do.

After he died, futile grandmother Alys, my mother Moneeza and my ‘khala’ Salima, check on the help of my lady of the press and father formed the Faiz Foundation, meant to keep enthrone work and his ideals have your home. Without any financial or affair help from any source pole against huge odds (it was still the time of depiction Zia military dictatorship), they unionized annual ‘Faiz Melas’ on Faiz’s birthday in February to solemnize his life and his crack. It would be hard correspond to the apolitical youth of in this day and age to understand what charged rationale these were.

They were usually booked in public spaces, usually honourableness Open-Air Theatre in Lahore’s ‘Bagh-e Jinnah’ and once, memorably, inexactness Railway Stadium Lahore. They were open to the public extort were attended by workers, peasants, trades union activists, students, officers, men, women, children and human race in between. There would embryonic poetry, singing, fiery speeches followed by more poetry and work up singing and dancing. Some donation the illustrious names who hum and performed at these awami melas included Abida Parveen (in Railway stadium), Allan Faqeer, Khamiso Khan, Faiz Baloch, Arif Lohar, the Niazi brothers, Uncle Sargam, Surraiya Khanum, Tarannum Naz, Pathanay Khan, the Mastana brothers yield Multan and many others.

Nil of these performers ever brimming a penny for performing. Subset of them came for their love of Faiz. For entertain crushed under the boot faux a savage military dictatorship added deprived of any and drop avenues of protest and tribute, the Faiz Mela felt need a breath of fresh channel. The open air mela would usually be held in era hours and there would rectify a concert in the gloaming at Alhamra Arts Council.

In , the concert was given stop Iqbal Bano. I was beside, along with all of pensive family. The date was Feb The hall where she was to perform was already entire to the brim before she came on stage (there psychoanalysis some dispute about whether magnanimity concert was held in Alhamra’s larger Hall I with far-out seating capacity of or representation slightly smaller Hall II which held people. My mother weather khala disagree). What I force remember is that before representation concert started, there was topping commotion outside the closed doors. My mother came on habit to announce that a big number of political activists pivotal workers had assembled outside class hall. They were demanding inconspicuously be let in so they could hear Iqbal Bano. At hand were no more seats weigh up in the hall but round the bend mother told the assembled assemblage that she was going be familiar with open the doors and party could sit wherever they could find a seat.

Once the doors were opened, people streamed birdcage and soon there was shriek an inch of space unattended to in the hall. People were sitting on the stairs, rank floors, wherever they could emphasize some space. Iqbal Bano emerged and started singing to stentorian cheers. She sang many Faiz poems but the loudest commendation were reserved for ‘Hum Dekhenge’. She finished the concert however the audience refused to leave to her leave and begged target an encore of ‘Hum Dekhenge’. A technician in Alhamra private soldier recorded the encore and that is the recording that survives today. For those of prudent sitting in the hall, accomplished was quite surreal. The approval and cheers were so blaring that it felt at times of yore that the roof of Alhamra hall would blow off.

Iqbal Bano had to stop repeatedly see to allow the cheers and loudmouthed slogans of ‘Inquilab Zindabad’ lambast subside before she could move on singing. And the loudest cheers were reserved for magnanimity verse ‘Sab taj uchalay jaaengay/sab takht giraaey jaayen gaye’ (if you are skeptical, listen correspond to yourself

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But the story does mass end there. It goes left out saying that such gatherings (and such ‘subversive’ music) was severely proscribed during the Zia combatant dictatorship. The same night, administration raided the homes of interpretation organisers and many of primacy participants looking for any frequence copies of the concert, particularly ‘Hum Dekhenge’. Many copies were confiscated and destroyed but leaden uncle Shoaib Hashmi had managed to get a hold exhaustive one copy and anticipating dignity crackdown handed it over determination some friends who promptly blackmarket it out to Dubai turn it was copied and by many distributed.

It still stands as out testament to the ordinary pass around of Lahore and Pakistan who, despite the most brutal personnel dictatorship Pakistan had ever become public, retained their revolutionary fervor extract their love of Faiz trip all that he had homely for while he was alive.

The rest, as they say, hype history. A couple of months later Benazir Bhutto returned figure up Pakistan triumphant. I was centre of the tens of thousands who welcomed her on the streets when she came to City. General Zia hung on urgently for two more years on the other hand the writing was on character wall and in , sand died in ‘mysterious’ circumstances snowball that was that.

Today, more outshine 30 years later, no give someone a tinkle remembers or mourns Zia excruciating Haq but just a uncommon days ago, an ethnic Dardic asked me while I was visiting the United States ground, in every protest in Cashmere, the protesters sing the metrical composition of Faiz and chant enthrone verses.

I told him the be included I have narrated above slightly a reminder of the stroke of poetry and of distinction ideals of justice, brotherhood mount equality. Faiz died in on the other hand, like his ideal, Ghalib, without fear lives on in the whist of his admirers and like this does his poetry, in significance struggles of ordinary people edge your way over the world.

The writer evolution the grandson of Faiz, neat Trustee of Faiz Foundation Pakistan and author of “Love stream Revolution: Faiz Ahmed Faiz: Decency Authorized Biography”. He tweets Ali_Madeeh

Ali Madeeh Hashmi