Zulfikar Ali Bhutto Recollections and Remembrances Foreword
Zulfikar Ali Bhutto Recollections and Remembrances Foreword
Zulfikar Ali Bhutto Recollections and Remembrances Foreword
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write poetry about me. They will sing songs about me,” he said with a<br />
remarkable prescience.<br />
My allotted time was 30 minutes <strong>and</strong> time was rapidly flying away. Mindful of<br />
the paucity of time, I moved closer to my uncle to whisper in his ears in order to<br />
circumvent the human <strong>and</strong> electronic bugs. There were many important<br />
messages to convey <strong>and</strong> his reply <strong>and</strong> directions to be absorbed <strong>and</strong> retained. Just<br />
as the time was over, I conveyed Yar Mohammed’s message regarding the mercy<br />
petition.<br />
What a mistake that was. I should have known the Shaheed better. The word<br />
“Mercy” did not feature in the lexicon of this man of destiny. He flew into a rage<br />
<strong>and</strong> screamed “My life belongs to God not to Zia. And my name belongs to<br />
history. They are angry <strong>and</strong> frustrated because they can rob me of my freedom<br />
but not my spirit. They cannot cheat me of my place in history.” On 1st April I<br />
was granted another meeting. After a rigorous body search I was taken by the<br />
same police officer to the Shaheed’s cell, He smiled when he saw me <strong>and</strong><br />
remarked, “they seem to be crowding all my meetings on the same day, Benazir<br />
<strong>and</strong> your aunt were here a little earlier as well.” Little did I know then that this<br />
was in preparation of the impending murder. We sat across the bars, huddled in<br />
whispers. He asked me about what the talk was. “All indications are that they<br />
will go ahead with the execution.” I replied grimly. His countenance betrayed<br />
neither shock nor alarm. He simply nodded stoically. I felt rotten for having said<br />
that. I was desperate --- I wanted to do something anything. “Why don’t you give<br />
a call for the people to rise, instruct the PPP leaders to give a call on your behalf<br />
<strong>and</strong> take them to the streets,” I pleaded. He stared out into vacant spaces <strong>and</strong> said.<br />
“The PPP leaders asked me if I wanted them to give a call. Forget it I said, don’t<br />
bother, I <strong>and</strong> too big a man to tell them to go out <strong>and</strong> risk their skin for me. Life is<br />
precious but not at the cost of one’s honour <strong>and</strong> dignity. Surely they were only<br />
half hearted in their offer otherwise why ask me. What guidance can I give them<br />
from a death cell. Damn it if they really wanted to do something, they should<br />
have gone ahead <strong>and</strong> not come like babes in the wood to ask me what I want.” I<br />
was determined not to let it pass. “Then authorize me to go <strong>and</strong> tell then to give a<br />
call. I will tell them these are your instructions.” He thought for a few seconds<br />
<strong>and</strong> said. “What’s the point? I have prepared myself for death now.” “That may<br />
be so but it is your right <strong>and</strong> you must exercise it.” I insisted, “Alright you can tell<br />
them in a round about way ---tell them it is your duty to go out <strong>and</strong> fight for your<br />
leader”. Tell them that Mr. <strong>Bhutto</strong> is not preoccupied with the idea of saving his<br />
life <strong>and</strong> will, therefore, not ask you to put yourselves at risk,” he said. From<br />
somewhere I found the inner reserves to continue arguing with my uncle. “No.” I<br />
replied defiantly. “Either I tell them categorically that these are your direct<br />
instructions or will say nothing at all. If I say anything in a round about way they<br />
will give their own connotations to the message.” He thought again for a moment<br />
<strong>and</strong> grasping both my h<strong>and</strong>s in his said “You know I <strong>and</strong> glad you came to see<br />
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