The recent death of the press freedom-fighter, Zamir Niazi, was widely mourned all over the country. Newspapers carried lengthy articles about him and all that he struggled for during his lifetime. The success that his efforts brought to those pursuing the profession of journalism is there for everyone to see. There is no denying that whatever freedom the press enjoys today is due to the relentless efforts made by him and those like him.
In Lahore the Pakistan Academy of Letters arranged a reference in its local office which was presided over by veteran journalist Hameed Akhtar. Speakers on the occasion who included Afzal Tauseef, Zaman Khan, Kazy Javed and Kanwal Feroz, paid glowing tributes to Zamir Niazi for his long and hard struggle.
Although I had roamed the corridors of Dawn during the early days of Pakistan as I was thinking of starting an English evening daily from Karachi, somehow I never came across Zamir Niazi. However, he discovered me during the last years of his life and kept sending me all the books that he wrote. He even sent me those in which there was mention of him vis-a-vis press freedom.
I also treasure Hikayat-i-Khunchakan which was compiled by Rahat Saeed and dedicated to Razia Bhatti. He sent it to me duly autographed. I also read his famous, Press in Chains, which was published in 1986 besides Press Under Siege (1992) and The Web of Censorship (1994).
I have always admired his dauntless courage and have had great respect for him, yet he rose even higher in my estimation after I read an incident about him in an article by the late Altaf Gauhar. He wrote that Zamir Niazi was given the Pride of Performance award on March 23, 1995, together with a cheque for Rs50,000, but when in July the same year, the government suddenly banned six evening papers of Karachi, Zamir Niazi returned the award together with the cheque. He had not cashed it despite his modest means.
A few years ago, Zamir Niazi compiled a book about nuclear disarmament. Titled Zamin ka Nauha, the lead article was written by him while the remaining 340 pages were consumed by different writers, poets and intellectuals of the country. Niazi Sahib was kind enough to send me a copy with a touching verse in his own handwriting:
Kaho key aaj bhi ham sab agar khamosh rahey
To is damakety huey khakdan ki khair nahin
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Nisar Akbarabadi is a poet of high merit with three published collections of creative work to his credit. In addition, he has written a book of prosody for the guidance of those eager to step into the field of poetry. This particular book was launched quite some time back at a function presided over by Mirza Shamsul Hasan who, in addition to being a poet, also happens to be a deputy inspector-general of police. He was all praise for Nisar's deep knowledge of the essentials of good poetry and was glad that he was passing on his knowledge to the younger lot.
There was a time when Nisar Akbarabadi used to recite his verses with a lilting tarannum with the result that he was one of the most sought after poets of the city at every mushaira. Now that he is lying seriously ill, no one bothers about him. It was only a God-fearing retired professor who immediately sent me a substantial amount for onward delivery to the ailing poet. That amount has long since been exhausted and Nisar Akbarabadi is all by himself in his Sabzazar house. Doesn't it fall upon the Pakistan Academy of Letters to look after ailing men of letters?
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The monthly Shadaab has been making its regular appearance now for over three decades. Although primarily a journal of special interest to the Christian minority, yet its editor, Dar Kanwal Feroz, knows how to cover its pages with material which appeals to the vast majority of people in the country. I am specially impressed with the cooperation he receives from topnotchers in the realm of poetry like Dr Khayal Amrohvi and Abdul Aziz Khalid. In addition, the verses of Karamat Bukhari and Prof Hasan Askari Kazmi are also seen in the magazine quite often.