What is True Righteousness-Policeman Story
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I’m narrating from 2003, it was not long since I met Baba g, I was new in offering dua to others…. Dua , Allah I remember … You are talking about police .They are very good people. Departmental Over hauling is going to happen.
We blame them of many things, but they are beneficial as well. There are a few mistakes too, that get committed by all. So I remember, I was ready and about to leave for hospital from home, our very old domestic helper was entering from the front.
She stopped me while crying (who was absent from 1-2 days) and straight away asked me for Rs.3,000. At that time my salary was Rs.15,000. I asked her: “everything’s fine? , what happened?” She said if you have Rs.3,000 give me. Police has arrested my son and 2nd night has passed today. I knew his son was 9 years old and he used to play there. I asked: “what has he done?, what happened?”
She started telling me: “he was playing cricket with administrator’s {Nazim’s} son” (at that time people from local government were called Nazim {administrators } but now a days there are counselors). We all knew that administrator’s {Nazim’s} son that we would go to his roof anytime and start firing in air as he had a fair amount of weapons and would start off any such thing. Though he was 13-14 years old but his father didn’t maintain any code of conduct for him.
She continued: “they somehow get into a fight while playing with administrator’s {Nazim’s} son. He and his friends beat him and administrator {Nazim} got him arrested. And today is the 2nd day and police is not releasing him. And they are asking for Rs.3,000 to get him bailed.” Although she was not very old but was aged and an old helper and was a MOTHER and they way she crying in distress, I felt were angry. And what you are referring to as youth’s passion and above all I had new passion of DUA as well and also had met Baba G.
I asked her to come along and I’ll talk to Police. Now if I honestly narrate in our village, my elders: my father or my paternal uncle (Taya G), my maternal and paternal families would very proudly say this thing 30-40 years back that neither of us has ever been to police station. Nor Police ever dared to come to our village. This meant something of respect or to be proud of that never happen such a fight that police would have to intervene. People would amicably decide and settle in the village council (Panchaiyat ) themselves.
There use to be no misemployment, or there was such a great mutual brotherhood, security but whatever it was they used to narrate it very proudly that none of us has ever been to police station for anything. It doesn’t only refer to going as a guilty. And now that same village of ours has this criterion of casting their vote to the respective person who can get the Policeman posted within a minute. This sad change in the society has occurred in these past 30-40 years. Anyways, I live in Model Town so after seeing that mother’s condition I asked her to come along and we went to police station although I had no experience of police station. I thought that I will go there and maximally someone would be serving at a window and deal, I’ll tell him as he might ask me. I’ll tell him the problem or give my testimony and will get the kid released.
Or I will tell the problem and I didn’t recognize what the circumstances became. As I went, there were 2,3 small rooms and that kid(9-10yrs) started weeping seeing her mother from the locker they had made at a side. That poor kid was locked up there for 2 days and along with him 2 drug addicts were sitting there, smoking cigarettes. As he started weeping seeing his mother , the police man abused him but no one noticed me. Anyways I went to the room that I saw. I get to know that there is an editor and then sergeants. It was hot so a person was wearing a pant and vest (taken off his shirt).
Now, I went to the room and said aloud: “Assalam O Alaikum.” It felt as I’m invisible. I understood it later on that at that time this lady along me was my introduction so they probably knew why I was there.But I was very surprised that no one is noticing me, or replying Walaikum Asalam, Or asking me who are you , why have you come here. They were showing an attitude of WHO CARES. I am talking about 2002-2003. I tried to make some sound to get noticed anyhow the person who was a bit casual (in vest), said “Mr. (BAOU) what’s the matter?” I began: “this lady (AMMA) works at our home and may be kids started a fight in the street and administrator {nazim} got him arrested and she was telling about the bail charges you told her about to get the release so I am a doctor.”
He said:”you don’t appear so. And we have found hashish from him.” (from the kid). Now I was flabbergasted and that lady started weeping. And this was his style. I looked at that lady and she was saying: “nothing happened, they only fought and they got him arrested. And now they are saying either administrator {nazim} would get him released or else are demanding Rs.3000 for the release. ” (simple lady was saying this all aloud)
Now I was standing worried that what I should do in this situation. I said to him:”I know her from childhood, she works for us and this child has grown in front of us.” No one is listening to me. Suddenly a man (with big beard, prayer mark on the forehead, 2 flowers on his uniform’s shoulder) came in and is about to enter a room from door’s blind. That door was entitled as SHO. Later on, I got to know that it means Station House Officer and that is Police station’s In charge. That person saw us, and then moved inside the room. I got relieved immediately thinking a pious, honest officer ranked man has come so ill talk to him now. I asked the staff: “Police station incharge has come?” They looked at me but did not reply. I walked quickly and went inside the room from the doors blind. He was about to take his seat (Quaid e Azam’s portrait was there) and looked at me. That lady came along me inside.
I said: “Assalam o alaikum, I’m Dr. Javed and this lady works at our home and referred to her kid’s issue.” He replied: “He is a drug abuser.” I said: “He is 9-10 years old child and referred to his issue with administrator’s {nazim’s} son…” He said: “if administrator {nazim} will ask then I can release him as he reported the complaint and FIR has been registered.” That Lady while crying said: “administrator {nazim} is not home his family said he’s in Karachi might return after a week but they demand Rs. 3000.”
I asked Lady to keep quiet as Chaudhary Sahab has come. And I asked that man: “Be God fearing and settle this case as both mother and the son are worried. Have some mercy on their situation.” I didn’t know what to say. I said to fear God and release him. He asked me: “Do you know about God? Neither you have a beard nor did I ever see you in mosque. Yet you came as his advocate here. People like you encourage such rascals in streets.” “Walk with anyone you want. Dr.Sahab we are not free and don’t lecture me about God. What do you know where is Allah, what is He and what God Fearing means.” He said something like that. This is an old conversation, I have forgotten a bit but I remember what happened in heat of the moment. I immediately replied him: “I don’t know about God but Ma-Sha-Allah, you have adorned a Palace of worship, even you have light, you might know Allah.”
He approached his stick that was placed nearby and said: “Should I tell you what is Allah? Or you are leaving?” Now I also forget about that lady as I was also young. I asked him: “Should I tell you something? Don’t go to mosque from now on.” I don’t know why I said so. He said: “Are you a big shot.” I replied: “I have asked you. You didn’t know before but now you will find out who Allah is.” He said: “Who is Allah?” I said: “are you Allah?”He jerked for an instance and said: “neither I am nor you are.” I replied: “yes, so you have known now that none of us is Allah. So stop being Allah and release this child.”
He said to me: “I will get hashish out of your pockets if I arrest you now.” I replied: “I told you that you don’t believe in Allah.” He stood up in anger. He said: “should I tell you about Allah and make you remember him. If we started beating you (tying hand and feet to the cot and hanging upside down) you would hardly bear 5 minutes and you would forget Allah as well.” Anyways this was the limit to my fraud. I said to him very angrily: “I have told you that go anywhere you like …” He said: “are you leaving or not? Are you about to leave or should I arrest you?” I replied: “No, I am leaving but you don’t go to the mosque.”
I was saying just like that: “you don’t go to the mosque from now on.” He asked: “what would happen?” I replied: “HE would be standing there. I am telling you now, ALLAH would be there.” Why I was saying so I didn’t know. I said: “you have known now that you are not Allah. You have discovered who is not Allah so you will also find out who Allah is.” I kept saying this and slowly coming backwards as well. I was conscious from inside that everyone has his own respect. Now I kept saying (you don’t go to the mosque from now on or else you will know) again and again as if I am a big shot of Mosque and left. Actually, I seldom go to the mosque. He abused aloud and sergeants also came from there saying: “Hey Mr. why don’t you understand. If you are such a big shot bring a lawyer along.” I came out of police station keeping my head down, feeling disrespect, thinking what have I done, or what was this all.
Remembering my Family’s, my father’s words that: “None of us ever went to police station.” Anyways, I heard that lady’s voice alongside saying to me: “Child, you talked to them unnecessarily. I only asked you but if you didn’t had the money you could have told me. You talked to them unnecessarily and got disrespected. I had forgotten about that lady. I looked at the lady and got a thought and withdrew Rs.3,000 from my pocket and my Allah is my witness that I had 35,000 in my pocket at that time, as far as I remember.
I gave that Rs.3,000 to her and now the lady said: “no my child.” I said: “you go I am standing right here. Talk to them and tell them that I didn’t bring him here, I only asked for money, I had to ask him, he said ill go and get him released, he is insane so he came. You release my son.” Lady went and believe you me I was standing there and just after 15 minutes I couldn’t believe, and hadn’t think that this will happen and the lady is coming with his son holding her finger.
I can’t tell you that in my entire life I never felt that much anger. Why it does I don’t know and I was free of any kind of fear and dread. The lady came near me to thank me and that kid might was about to hug me. I said to the lady you take him and go. So the lady was taking him and when she passed the street I went back to police station with the same speed and straight in to the police inspector’s room. He saw me like that.
I said: “I had told you that you don’t know Allah.” And along with that I withdrew the last 500Rs. bill that I had in my pocket. And with this I kept saying pointing toward the money: “this is your Allah; you should prostrate and pray to this.” I don’t know what I was saying. “Don’t go to mosque from now on.” Now I was repeating the same to him. I am not a praying, pious man yet bullying him. I don’t know why I am saying this to him. I felt he was a bit guilty conscious he did felt my point but kept on saying: “we would beat you (tying hand and feet to the cot and hanging upside down) you are mad.”
I replied: “yes I am insane nut you were sane (and kept saying this) this is your Allah, don’t go to mosque from now on, you should prostrate and pray to this.” After saying this I came back. The editor and other officer laughed. And from them I could hear 1 saying: “he is dealing fine with Choudhary.” Means they are having their own discussion and I have no idea. I came home in anger and went to work. For a few days that lady secretly from my mother and wife kept telling me: “my child I will return you 500 Rs. each month.”
I said: “its fine, we will see into this.” My Allah compensated me from somewhere. But I was getting bothered with the fact that when first that lady came to me at gate for Rs.3,000 that police was demanding. At that time this Hadith came to my mind: “الراشی والمرتشی کلاھما فی النار . I feared that “Both the bride taker and bribe giver are in Hell.” So, I will help her in some other way, this was my actual concern as far as I knew Islamiyat.
But I was failed in Social Studies, I didn’t know about: Social Studies, ground realities. A few days passed, I think 2-3 months passed or may be more time than that. 1 day doorbell rang and our maid was young at that time. She came and told me: “Brother (Bhai Jan), the Police van is outside and there is a man along.” Now, in our home this is also considered bad that Police came to someone’s home or at someone’s gate or even in the village(as I told).
Now it didn’t even come across my mind so I thought why police has come to our home. I went outside, and there was a police van outside with 2 officers sitting inside and may be a driver, while a clean shaved man dressed in a Shalwar Kameez was standing infront of our gate. I neither recognized him nor paid any attention towards him. I was just looking at the van. I was talking to police officers that simple dressed man do looked familiar but till then I wasn’t able to identify him.
That man suddenly fell on my feet and said: “Seek forgiveness for me.” And those officers sitting in the van are laughing. I had no idea and was trying to make him stand and was asking: “Who are you? What’s the matter? And whom do you want to meet?”
He said: “I am Choudhary.” I then recognized him and took him inside towards the drawing room, thinking what happened to him. I asked him: “come inside. What’s the matter, what happened?” Now I was thinking that maybe he went through an inquiry and he is thinking that I made that happen. Although I didn’t talk to anyone I didn’t have any of such contacts that I would do such a thing. He was shivering strangely.
Anyways it’s a strange story. He came inside, I was trying to make him on the Sofa but he would sit on the floor. I asked him to sit up, but he again sat below. Sometimes he grabbed my feet and kept weeping and I thought what the matter is. The way those officers would look at him laughing making fun of him so I couldn’t understand as what was the matter. Any ways to cut it short, the story he narrated while crying: “from that day onwards going inside the mosque is a later thing. If I only listen to Azan my urine passes.”
This was his wording: “I shiver and my urine passes, I cannot maintain my ablution. I was not able to pray since that day, I couldn’t go to mosque since that day. And whenever my staff wants to tease me they pass near the mosque and I jump from the van.” May Allah forgive. I couldn’t understand anything. And he kept saying to me: “Seek forgiveness for me.” I told him that there is no such thing. Allah loves you the same as He does to me. Anyways, I hugged him. Conducted this meditation therapy for him. He shivered and wept a lot. Barely he had done this therapy. He asked: “Pray for me that my prayers, ablution and the rest should get restored.” I said: “dear, I don’t know these things. You do this therapy of saying Allah thrice and drinking this water and I am telling you that this is your meeting with real Allah. You have become God fearing. I will name it Regard of God and lucky ones are blessed with.
He refused saying: “ Dr. Sahab that day the way you pointed towards money (Quaid e Azam’s picture on the bill) and said this is your Allah, that time I felt like dying, banging into the wall. You kept if asking if you are Allah?”
I said: “ I don’t remember like this. I was angry as there was no respect for a human. I came to you on foot, She is a lady with grey hair have some regard for her , an innocent child. I believe some Choudhary Sahab/administrator (Nazim) used his power in favour of his son to get this child arrested. You kept him for a night that was enough now, you are reporting about Hashish or demanding Rs.3,000.
That maid worked at my home at that time for about Rs.1,500 so from where she can give you Rs.3,000. He said: “ sir G, I didn’t take all the money alone this is monthly.” I don’t know about these terms. He continued: “ from 1000 Rs. I only get 100 Rs. But Dr. Sahab I want to say one thing that I Repented with all my heart. I don’t touch even a penny now. But they are posting me to Pattoki. Where would my children go? And my wife also has said that I will not have Haram so don’t bring Haram money home. She used to forbade me before as well. But I wanted my children to study in better schools. I got them admitted in government schools. But Dr. Shahb now I have been posted to Pattoki, where would my children stay there….” Now what should I do about this matter. I replied: “Allah is sovereign. You repented for the sake of Allah?” He said: “ I have repented.” I said: “ then it is the best thing. Don't worry, Allah is with you. You keep drinking water after this dua.” With great difficulty I sent that man saying: “ you won’t be afraid of Azan anymore, now nothing will happen to you. You should have friendship with Allah. Just go with love.” Whatever I said to the poor guy. Prayed and hugged him. I was also afraid within; that what Allah will do. What’s has happened. But consoled him. I said to him: “ if you have repented for the sake of Allah, then I am telling you; Allah will be with you. Stop Reasoning and just see what He will do for you.”
Now he was returning me 3,000Rs. I refused to take that so he continued: “ my wife has saved this Halal money.” I refused saying: “ No, I won’t take them. I don’t know from where that lady gave this to you. You leave this thing and go.”After further passage of time about 6-8 months that man showed up very happily in his uniform, although his uniform was different. The policemen would understand. At that time motorway was built newly about 3-4 years would have passed. Motorway police was under employed so he got transferred to Motorway police. There he might had better salary, more bonuses, didn’t know what it was.He was very happy, came to me and said: “ this betterment happened. Kids are also studying here. My duty is from Lahore to Shaikhupura.” I have thought about it several times that what was this story. when Allah wants to direct then He can make any resource. If slightest fear of God is still inside you and it pinches you, you get embarrassed, He deletes all the previous data and blessed you from such spots that are beyond your understanding. Stop calling the police bad, it's not their fault. Go sometime and see where they are living; the barracks they have been allotted.
I think about it several times that if army personal gets so much respect then why doesn’t the police man get it although his duty is same. But then I noticed at elections when I went to cast a vote in my village; that an army man no idea if his gun’s empty or not but is standing right there in the sun where his officers asked him to although a shady tree is right beside him. He won’t move to the shade, he is just standing there while 3 police men also have the duty there but they have gone to eat something in the corner. Now, respect for army’s solider is for this reason. He should’ve been feeling: appetite and sun. Many of us (plato’s) would ask him to get in the shade, use your senses but no for him order is an order. He is standing there. He is hungry but he knows I will get my meal(from my department). We don’t wait that much because we are not trained for that.
But I have met many lively and honest police officers, some are from my relatives or friends and when i investigated this along with them. You are just dealing them like that, You should make them feel pride about their work as they are doing a great job.
They are the true solider on a 24hr duty for prevention of deterioration in the society. The solider on border will go if there will be war. he is fulfilling other duties, inside out, intelligence’s, border’s and all such duties.
These poor are on a 24hr duty and their company includes wagabond they have to live with them and rehabilitate and still have no training about that. We have made fun of them. Otherwise we have an example that when in (Punjab) Lahore when this department had recruited in Pervaiz Elahi’s government those traffic wardens are respected a lot. Otherwise we remembers that from matric till 2002-2003 traffic wardens were teased by all. But then these traffic wardens (recruited in Pervaiz Elahi’s era) are respected a lot. Why is it so? Because they were properly trained and they were made to know the pride of their work that it a very big deal and how are you supposed to talk to citizens. You are deputed by Allah and Allah will be watching over you and you need to deal with respect.
And they were paid fairly. When you care about their rights then they will perform their duty. But if you don’t care about their rights or you will cause deterioration in the society.
If the top gross will be corrupted, then it will surely spread to lower levels. When courts would not be holding justice then it will be accustomed for wrongdoers to get higher rank. When this criterion will be erased from the society, how is money earned.
To respect for Nobel, pious, honest, and trustworthy, righteous man then a corrupt man will do hidden corruption. In the same society just about 40-50 years ago people would secretly have readymade ghee, it was embarrassing to have Dalda ghee because they are not having real ghee.It was not considered good to eat broiler chicken, that guest was considered respectable and for him Natural breed chicken would get slaughtered.
But we are making this a custom to create short cuts, fast solutions in every aspect irrespective to the means, with no consideration for rights and wrongs. When we have done this, we all have been trapped. Keep your thoughts positive, stick to the Truth that is Allah. You are permitted when sometimes you have to leave your right to avoid fight but when you have to take a stand on the Truth like Hussain (A.S) then it does not matter everything goes in the process.
It is very easy to say we are Hussaini but to be one or stand there is very hard. May Allah never make one experience Karbala in his life but remember this that we all get through these Tests in our lives according to our levels. We are not on His level but Yazeed, Shimr, Hussain (A.S), Allah, Muhammad(S.A.W), Ali(A.S), Abbu Bakar(R.A), Usamn(R.A) are all within ourselves. Our character decides who is our hero or with whom; - we are attached to or are following in real (practical).
Theories and speeches everyone…
The guys who slaughtered girls in Kasur maybe he has hanged. May Allah forgive us I have seen videos of that man. He used to recite Manqabat, naats, sloganize for Prophet (PBUH) and Hazrat Ali (A.S) and all but practically whatever he did to the little girls. May Allah have mercy on him.
What’s outwards and inwards this guidance is from Allah whoever gets it.
What is True Righteousness-Policeman Story असल हिदायत क्या है? पुलिस वाले की कहानी
