Malik Sikander was an armed man who landed in the Blue Area of Islamabad with his wife and two children to declare war on the democratic government. He wanted Islamasiation in Pakistan which means to replace the elected members with the Molvies. Muslims cannot agree on one type of Namaz, or even one way of ablution, I salute his fancy of implementing Islam on people who are divided in the name of religion.
Anyhow, here I am not going to criticize the man or his believes, I want to evaluate the role that 'silly' woman played in the whole episode. She was, literally speaking, his ENVOY to the world - taking calls for him. She was communicating questions' of media persons to Sikander and giving his rebuttals to them.
She was an epitome of Sikander's Islam, standing there in a black abaaya that covered her body, a scarf that covered her head, talking to strangers on phone in a polite/harsh tone now and then. She was shown on the media within Pakistan and also abroad. She had her children with her whom she could sacrifice in the name of her husband and his Islam (religion is a man's business, woman have no right to opine or criticise it). Her husband was a religious fanatic who was so endorsed in infusing the spirit of Islam in the ruling class that he almost forgot the vulgarity of his language, and the rudeness of his manner. His mother, a bold woman I must confess, disowned Sikander but his brother insisted that he was an innocent and well-mannered personality who needs all possible protections - I wonder why! But, the lady in question Mrs Sikander,could not give any opinion on the behaviour of her Husband or perhaps too coy to disclose her opinion!
As far as I know families like Mr and Mrs Sikander, the lady must have gone through a lot of domestic violence, but her confidence was commendable. Sikander must have been trained and paid for the whole job, but she had got nothing but flattery. Being devoid of any capability to think, she was happy or rather exalted, in embracing the ideology of her husband and was living up to his standards. He was trained in Central Asia and she was tamed in his house - conditioned and brain-washed. In her statement to the police department, she detached herself from the act of her husband. If she did not have the guts to take the responsibility, she should not have come into the scene.
I strongly feel that the little importance which Sikander, and later the media, gave to Mrs Sikander was just too much for the poor wife. It just got into her head and Kanwal Bibi became a puppet in the hands of one or the other person. If I have bought a pet and it bites someone, would they consider me blameless? And she thinks she is innocent!
The same case is with every woman in Pakistan. Give them a pinch of importance and they will get mad in their struggle to gain a little more. In here, a little flattery goes a long way. Though after getting caught, Anila Bibi insisted that she was not to be blamed for the acts of her husband - really! All the air she got in her head was squeezed out of her body by the police.
You can teach a lesson to all the men but is there any way to educate a woman? Can you teach them the ways in which they could use their heads? This is going to take a lost of time and I'm growing impatient...
Anyhow, here I am not going to criticize the man or his believes, I want to evaluate the role that 'silly' woman played in the whole episode. She was, literally speaking, his ENVOY to the world - taking calls for him. She was communicating questions' of media persons to Sikander and giving his rebuttals to them.
She was an epitome of Sikander's Islam, standing there in a black abaaya that covered her body, a scarf that covered her head, talking to strangers on phone in a polite/harsh tone now and then. She was shown on the media within Pakistan and also abroad. She had her children with her whom she could sacrifice in the name of her husband and his Islam (religion is a man's business, woman have no right to opine or criticise it). Her husband was a religious fanatic who was so endorsed in infusing the spirit of Islam in the ruling class that he almost forgot the vulgarity of his language, and the rudeness of his manner. His mother, a bold woman I must confess, disowned Sikander but his brother insisted that he was an innocent and well-mannered personality who needs all possible protections - I wonder why! But, the lady in question Mrs Sikander,could not give any opinion on the behaviour of her Husband or perhaps too coy to disclose her opinion!
As far as I know families like Mr and Mrs Sikander, the lady must have gone through a lot of domestic violence, but her confidence was commendable. Sikander must have been trained and paid for the whole job, but she had got nothing but flattery. Being devoid of any capability to think, she was happy or rather exalted, in embracing the ideology of her husband and was living up to his standards. He was trained in Central Asia and she was tamed in his house - conditioned and brain-washed. In her statement to the police department, she detached herself from the act of her husband. If she did not have the guts to take the responsibility, she should not have come into the scene.
I strongly feel that the little importance which Sikander, and later the media, gave to Mrs Sikander was just too much for the poor wife. It just got into her head and Kanwal Bibi became a puppet in the hands of one or the other person. If I have bought a pet and it bites someone, would they consider me blameless? And she thinks she is innocent!
The same case is with every woman in Pakistan. Give them a pinch of importance and they will get mad in their struggle to gain a little more. In here, a little flattery goes a long way. Though after getting caught, Anila Bibi insisted that she was not to be blamed for the acts of her husband - really! All the air she got in her head was squeezed out of her body by the police.
You can teach a lesson to all the men but is there any way to educate a woman? Can you teach them the ways in which they could use their heads? This is going to take a lost of time and I'm growing impatient...
