A large number of writ petitions were filed before me by Pakistanis nationals when I was a Judge of the Allahabad High Court ( 1991-2004 ).
They were on one-month visas to India, and when their visas’ validity expired, they were served with deportation orders by the Indian authorities for not going back to Pakistan.
These deportation orders were challenged by the Pakistanis in the Allahabad High Court, and in all these cases, I gave a month’s time to the government to file a counter-affidavit, and passed this interim order “The petitioner will not be deported till further orders.”
What this meant in effect was that the one-month executive visa granted by the Ministry of External Affairs, Govt of India, had been converted by me into a 5-year visa by my judicial order.
This was because, in view of the heavy pendency of cases in the Allahabad High Court (about a million cases), a case in which some order was passed would next be listed after about five years.
In the meantime, my interim order would continue.
Why did I do this? It was because there was something in my mind which could not be stated in my order. I may now reveal the secret.
Most of these Pakistanis who came on one-month visas to India were old people in their 60s or 70s.
They were Mohajirs—persons who had migrated in their youth from India in 1947 or so in their emotional zeal to become part of an ‘Islamic republic’ or out of fear of being persecuted in India on account of their religion.
But many of these Mohajirs had left behind relatives, and, in the evening of their lives, wanted to return to the land of their birth and live with their brothers, sisters, cousins, nephews, nieces, and others.
Their plight has been described in vivid detail by the great Indian Urdu poet Munawwar Rana in his book Mohajirnama, with lines such as Mohajir hain, magar hum ek duniya chhod aaye hain.
In poignant verses, which bring tears to one’s eyes, Rana writes, Bhateeji ab saleeke se dupatta odhti hogi Wahi jisko jhoole mein humakta chhod aaye hain and Moharram mein hamaara Lucknow Iran lagta tha Madad Maula Husainabad rota chhod aaye hain and Gale milti huin nadiyaan, gale milte hue mausam Allahabad ka kaisa nazaara chhod aaye hain.
Many of these Mohajirs have their ancestors’ graves in India and would have liked to have their own graves too near their ancestors.
They wanted to spend the rest of their lives in the land of their youth, where many relatives and friends were still living. So, naturally, they wanted to stay on.
Now, I have never accepted the Partition of India, and have repeatedly said that it was a historical British swindle (see my articles ‘The Truth about Pakistan’ published in the Pakistani newspaper The Nation, and ‘Partition was a historical British swindle based on the bogus two-nation theory’ published in the portal punjabtoday.in ).
I regard Pakistan as part of India, which will definitely be peacefully reunited with India one day under a truly secular government (not the Akhand Bharat of the RSS, which implies a Hindu-dominated India), like West and East Germany.
We share the same culture, speak the same language Hindustani ( in large areas ), look like each other, and were one since Mughal times.
We are in fact one nation, only temporarily separated.
So, I regard all Pakistanis as Indians. It follows that when a Pakistani comes to India, it is really an Indian who has come to India.
How then can he be deported from India? Of course, I did not say this in my orders, but this was really what was in my mind while passing such orders.
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