Both deeds and books. An old man named Akram Sidiki lived in Lahore. He was born in Gujranwala in 1887. His father was a school teacher. Despite his poverty, Akram Sahib was trained and employed by the British government. It was published in Peshawar.
At that time, the British built a modern city called Eduardabad near Banu. The entire territory was under the control of the British Army. Rail transport was brought to Kohat and then the journey was made on horseback and on foot. 7 military outposts were built to protect the road. There is a 100-kilometer long Tochi Valley along the Tochi River.
It is an indigenous village. Akram Sidiki was transferred from Peshawar to Bannu in early 1910. They reached Bannu. They find that the Kohat-Bannu road is not safe. Tribal refugees also plundered travelers and the rich and influential. Travelers are also kidnapped for ransom so the UK does not allow their staff to travel without security. “Tribal refugees lurk in the mountains” as soon as a rich or influential man climbs into their arms. The hair will turn green.
This is what these people do. This process of searching for “tribe” loot is called “roar”. When the men came out to scream, the women prayed and asked for their help. Akram Sidiki with state executive Lala Sundar Lal Ji on June 25, 1910 from Bannu to Kohat in Tanga. You leave the tribal refugees kidnapping them on their way and taking them to their village on foot in the mountains with guns for a day and a half. Upon seeing the kidnapping, the village begins to celebrate and people greet each other. He started bidding.
Besides Sidiki there are five surahs. That was his only courage. He kept repeating it all the time and asked Allah for help. Detention of refugees is very difficult. He put heavy chains on the legs of the two kidnap victims. They would lock it up or drill holes in thick tree trunks and trap their feet in them, and the kidnapped would not be able to escape. They also tortured him mercilessly.
They also removed the teeth of the kidnapped bees and whipped them. Usually, they would do this in front of the abductees and then release one of the abductees who were defenseless, and when they came back they shed tears of blood. As he tells the story of the abductees, the hearts of the survivors melt and he will be forced to sell his land and possessions and save his loved ones.
Both deeds and books
The kidnappers were also very religious. Kidnapping is his job and prayer. They pray five times a day. They also recited and publicly tortured the abductees at the same time. You have been humiliated from the heart. In the past they only gave dry bread and gave very little. Their clothes and shoes were divided among them. They were not allowed to give bread to the dogs. They thought the dogs were with the kidnap victims. They will get used to it and if these people try to escape, the dogs will calmly let them go.
The refugees sleep in chains on their beds at night. The abductees got up and sat down even as they changed clothes. One of the kidnappers asked in surprise, “Do you have two pairs of clothes?” They also only eat once. When the men attended war or ceremonies, the women took care of the abductees. They also bring Akram Sidiki for prayer and sometimes lead it. I used to pray, but I continued to suffer oppression and humiliation.
Killing people or fighting on unimportant topics was no big deal to them. The refugees had bought Akram Sidiki 12,000 rupees, which was a very large sum at the time. The British thought that once we paid the money these people would kidnap government officials every day, so the government tried to free them through political and diplomatic pressure. Sidiki’s parents are poor. Hair can’t even think of money.
So Sidiki’s future is in danger. He was detained for 45 days by the refugees. Those days were very scary and they tried to be patient. At that time, only Allah was his support and helper. They managed to break free and escape. The two parted ways along the way. No food or water. They didn’t know the way but kept on running. They have to eat crap on the street. The refugees continued to search for them, but by the grace of Allah, they fled. Sidiki fell and reached a village on the main road. Political agents are notified and they end up in safe government hands. Lala Sundar Lal Ji then fled as well.
Sheikh Mohammad Akram Sidiki then settled in Lahore. One of his brothers, drg. Mohammad Yusuf received the title of Khan Bahadur and remains a director of King Edward Medical College. He is a renowned cardiologist in Lahore. Today Sidiki lives most of his life in the presidential district of Lahore. At that time there were only three Muslims in the entire presidential bazaar. There are traders, one as a cleaner, the other as a grocer, and the third as a tobacco seller, while the other bazaars are controlled by Hindu traders. It is small but also consists of ten channels. If you know Lahore, you’ve probably seen Rahat Bakery.
The entire building belonged to Sheikh Sahib and was named St. John’s Building. He sold it for Rs 1.4 million in the 1970s. Sidiki died in 1983 at the age of 96 after living a long life. The family still lives in Lahore Kant, according to the general introduction of Sheikh Sahib. The original is the book of Sheikh Mohammed Akram Sidiki. Sidiki Sahib had written a beautiful book in the days of her abduction after she escaped.
This book became popular throughout India before the founding of Pakistan. Allama Iqbal could not live without being influenced by his writing style and oppression. Sheikh Sahib published this book throughout his life. Parts of the book were published in the curriculum of various parties at different times, and British officers were also impressed by his courage and bravery. The late Sheikh Sahib then visited these areas and reached the places where he was detained or the places he passed during his escape and stayed there for a long time. He kept itching on the wound of memories.
Every June she sits in Lahore with her legs in chains and cries and thanks to God. “Three generations of Sheikh Sahib have died.” She only had one daughter, Hyatt, but she was also very weak. He is sick. Six generations of Pakistanis grew up in prison, but then this book, like so many masterpieces, was buried in the cavern of the past and people forgot its existence. An engineer lives in Karachi. Rashid Ashraf, “It’s a Book Lover,” has a copy of the book.
Rashid Ashraf and Dr. Pervez Haider started publishing books straight from the past. He took permission from Sheikh Akram Sidiki’s daughter and republished this book. Irfan Javed came to me two months ago. I mentioned the book, read it, and then called Dr. Pervez Haider and Rashid Ashraf to say thank you. In June 2021, the late Sheikh Akram Sidiki was jailed for 115 years and his book was published. Sheikh Sahib did not write his story with a pen, he wrote it with tears and sighs, and every line still makes the reader think about it. Why are we humans so cruel and oppressed at the same time? Why don’t we let other people live?
Yesterday I finished this book for the second time in a month. I sighed and kissed the book and said, “People leave the world, but the books don’t leave.” Someone is telling the truth. If you want to live longer, take action that is consistent with the purpose of the book, and if not, write a readable book so people can follow you.