AN INTRODUCTION TO BOOK “AHMAQON KI JANNAT” (FOOLS PARADISE). In this book, the author confirms what Fauzia Faizi has said about the Mirza family and the story of Affaf Azhar. Rabwah is not a holy place. The full book can also be found here on this website. Who is G.R. Awan?
_____________________________________________________________________________________________G.R.AWAN is Born in Lahore and Belong to Muhallah Islami Bagh, Behra District Sargodha. G.R.Awan Journalist , Researcher , Scholr and Author,

Lived in Chiniot from 1969–1978 and from 1979 to date living at Lahore.

Worked as Journalist, Feature, Story, Fiction, Column Writer in Monthly “Sayyara Digest”, Urdu Digesi Hikayet.

Char diwari, Weekly Zindagi, Daily Imrozfrom 01-01-1983 to 31-12-1989.

Worked as Senior Sub Editor “Daily Nawa-i-Waqt” from 1st Jan-1990 to 30 March-1990.

Worked as Senior Sub Editor “Daily Mashriq” from 1 April -1990 to 31st Dec-1990.

Worked as Senior Sub Editor “Daily Pakistan” from 1st Jan-1991 to 30 June-1994.

Worked as Senior Sub Editor Daily Khabrian” from 1 July-1994 to 31st Dec-1996.

Working as Senior Sub Editor in “Daily Jang Lahore” from 1st Jan-1997 to date. Meanwhile worked as “Editor Jang Foreign Desk” & now working as “City Editor ”


Ahmakon ki Jannat ,

Sheeshon Ka Maseeha

Asan Kashaf-ul-Mahjoob ,

Benae leila

Tasheel-i- Nahaj-ul-Balagha (Under Publication) ,

Kaisy Kaisy Log (under Publication).
____________________________________________________________________________________________ PRELUDE

GR Awan is the Author of Book AHMAQON KI JANNAT. His family belonged to Chota Sahiwal district Sargodha, Punjab Pakistan. He was born in Lahore. His Father Sufi Fazal Karim was an officer of Agriculture Department Government of Pakistan. because of his father,s posting to Rabwah, GR Awan has to move there and get admission in Taleemul Islam in class 5, in 1965. He remained there till he graduated from TI College Rabwah. GR Awan authored this book based on his personal observations and memories of Rabwah. He is a journalist and has served with renowned newspapers Jang and Nawai Waqt in Pakistan. Since the book sheds light to the life and behaviour of Jamaat ahmadiyya and its handlers Mirza Family particlularly the time of Mirza Nasir. we have attempted a summary of few chapters of the book in english language here.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________FATHER’S MEETING WITH MIRZA NASIR

On arrival at Rabwah, father held a meeting with Mirza Nasir, and told him that he will shift his office and residence in city as the official accommodation was far away from the city. He assured him to extend all cooperation as far as his department is concerned but he will not tolerate with any intervention in his religious matters. Mirza Nasir told my father that the former Officers did not cooperate with them so they had to hire their own staff to look after their lands, gardens and crops. Mirza Nasir then helped in acquiring a a vast house and sufficient accommodation for my father,s office in the city of Rabwah.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________LIFE IN RABWAH

I arrived at Rabwah in 1965 along with my family. Abbaji (father) received us at bus stand and put our baggage in an old tonga pulled by a wavering horse. The road was broken and bumpy. We reached at Ameen Manzil situated in the western side of city in a lane called Alfazl wali gali. I found strange kind of writings on the city walls, all the way from bus stand like Ghulam Ahmad ki Jai, King would seek blessing from your dress.etc. Rehmat Bazar Ghalla Mandi was nearby, on one side of our house was the house of Mistri Fazal Din of Siberia, Noor Ahmad Abid the Sadr Town committee lived on the other side of our house. Ibrahim Pehelwan was another neighbour. The house faced a vast ground and Chacha Muhammad Hussain , Ch Sarbuland Khan and Baba HILJUL lived across the ground. Another personality, worthy of mention, lived there called Sufi Basharatul Rehman who was a Professor in Arabic and later became the Principal Taleemul Islam College.

At every big road in Rabwa there were big sign boards with the warning that smoking is banned in Rabwah. So every stranger in the city has to hide his cigarettes but there were many shops selling cigarettes openly. Selling Cigarrettes was allowed but smoking was not. However, I saw many teachers of TI School and elders of Jamaat smoking openly. Dr. Parwazi, Mirza Majeed aka Mojoo were one of them. This proves that Jamaat has duplicity in its policy.

All the houses in Rabwah were constructed in L shape. Each house has a tree. Telephone exchange was installed recently in Rabwah so every house has a telephone connection in it. Gas connection was provided to Rabwah as early as in 1965 when the rest of the country did not have this facility.

It is generally observed that beard makes one,s face full of blessings but it made the faces of Qadianis uglier. Every Qadiani in Rabwah has a strange kind of beard on his chin only. Later I came to know it was called french cut beard. Every young and old wore a cap on his head under the instructions of Ghulam Ahmad. These caps were Rampuri Cap, Jinnah cap and Liaqat cap.

I made some shopping from Bazar in Rabwah along with father. Big shops in Rehmat Bazar were Lahore House, Shahid cloth House, Naeem Pumpy House and DarulKhair Gen Store. Darul khair and Shahid cloth were looting the customers with both hands and there used to be the herds of Houris in the shop whole day. Noor Kajal and Rings having insignia of “Alaisallahu bi kafin abdah” were sold at all the shops. When asked, we were told that Rings have the Ilham of Mirza Ghulam Qadiani and the Kajal was made according to the chemical formula of Hakim Nuruddin.

At the corner of our lane was the office of daily Alfazl it was only a qadiani Jamaat preaching circular. It has the news of performance of Qadiani missions, old sermons of Mirza Qadiani and Ishtihar of Noor Kajal and medicine for digestion. It propagates that Qadiani religion is progressing fast across the world. Roshan Din Tanvir, a frustrated kind of a man was editor of this newspaper. The printing press of this newspaper was installed at some unknown place where some Qadiani propaganda books were also printed and published secretly. All the Qadianis were bound to purchase this paper.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________QADIANI TABLEEGH ATTEMPTS ON MUSLIMS

Before we reached Rabwah some ahmadi Families in our maternal town Bhera has informed their ahmadi relative in Rabwah about us so they started to invite us on meal. Among the families which gave us very best protocol was the family of Atau rehman. This Bhera origin family was called Physics family as the Father Mian Atau rehman was a professor in Physics at Degree college Rabwah and four sons were all master degree holder in Physics. Mian Ataurrehman, the father had three daughters two of them were teachers at Nusrat High School and one being my class fellow.

They offered to teach us after school time so I along-with my sisters started to attend tuition classes from the girls. They teach us in a gentle manner they offer us a drink of cold milk daily during the class. The girl did not talk us on religion but their mother used to tell us that she recites the poetry from Durre Samin, when asked what was Durre Samin, she told that this is the poetry of their Mirza Ghulam Ahmad. One of the girls used to ask me , have you seen Hazrat Masih e Maoud I would say no. So she would say OK I will show you. One day I said lets show me your Masih e Moud. She was very pleased to listen to this. So she went inside and brought a photograph of Mirza Ghulam Qadiani which I saw for the first time. It looked very bad to me so much so that I could not control my emotions and said is he a prophet ? Prophets are not so ugly. The girl’s face got pale to listen to this blunt remark. From that day, the behaviour of the family got changed and they lost interest in us. Abbaji told us that they will not teach us anymore. So we decided not to go their any more.

Saleha Khatoon an Ahmadi lady of Bhera origin, came to see us. Her visit was intended to try her luck regarding our conversion to ahmadiyyat. She found my mother speaking native language of Bhera and said Bhen ji tusi apni boli nai badli? meaning sister you did not change your native language in this city. Mother due to her witty nature has guessed that she has come for tableegh purpose, so she said “Sister neither we change our language nor our religion”. Saleha Begum saw her trick failed so she fired another arrow saying Bhen ji there is a meeting in our locality on each Thursday where useful religious informations are shared. You may come to that meeting this will help you knowing about others. Mother again thwarted this attempt by saying that she has a lot of work at home and secondly there is a big difference between my religion and your’s so she do not consider this meeting to be of any use.

At the same evening the younger brother of Saleha’s husband came to Abba ji and said my sister in law came to your house for tableegh but she ran away after listening to the befitting reply of your wife. Then he said they don’t take care of me. I am an educated person but having no job. Can’t they arrange a job for me? Then he abused Mirza Qadiani and his family and said I have no option otherwise I would have send curse upon this religion.

Once Rashida begum from neighbourhood came to mother and said now when our hazrat sb has visited your house, you may accept ahmadiat. Mother said we are already ahmadi but not Mirzai. As regard the visit of Mirza Nasir to our house is concerned, he is a friend of my husband, Before partition many hindu and Sikh elder used to visit us but we did not accept their religion so why would we accept your religion. We are rather the ummat of our beloved prophet Muhammad peace and blessings of god almighty be upon him and do not need any other religion.

Hidayatullah Khan a Pathan from Charsadda became friend of Abbaji. Telling his story of how he became ahmadi, he said before partition, once he went to a friend in Gurdaspur where he met a man who took him to Qadian. He took me to the house of one of his relatives who had a beautiful girl. I myself was a young handsome guy at that time and got fascinated to see the girl, they offered me to accept ahmadiyyat and get marry to the girl. So I accepted ahmadiyyat without any hesitation. They married the girl to me. Since my parents were dead against Qadianis so I could not go back to them ever since. He said he moved to Rabwah after partition and now after spending long time in Qadianism, I came to the conclusion that it is a false religion and now my wife is also convinced to this belief and both of us wants to repent from this religion. Abba ji sent them to Sufi Barkat sahib of Salarwala where the Khan sahib reverted to Islam and left Rabwah for his native town for ever.

Talib Hussain was a Baildar (Canal worker) with Abbaji. His neighbour a Qadiani couple Zafar and Zubaida trapped him. Zubaida acted in a manner as if she has fallen in love with him. Both husband and wife did their best efforts to convert him to the ahmadiyyat. He was about to accept ahmadiyyat when Abbaji came to know of it. Abbaji did his counselling and threatened him that if he did not mend his ways, he would get him transferred to some far flung area. Abbaji took him to Sufi Muhammad Ali of wadi e Aziz where he did baiyat. When Zubaida and Zafar came to know that Talib took baiyat with some other pir instead of Mirza Nasir, they closed their doors to him for ever.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________MAGIC BOX OF MIRZA NASIR

Mirza Nasir the then Khalif permits common Qadianis to have meeting with him twice a week. Poor ahmadis have to face lot of hard ship for getting appointment. They used to come and say Huzur Assalamo Alaikum huzur make dua for me. Then they put cash, prize bond, jewellery and other valuable items in that box. When I met Mirza Nasir along-with Abbaji, I saw that magic box and watched how poor people put their hard earned money and valuables in that box. The income from that box goes to khalifa,s personal account.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________FLOODING DID NOT CAUSE DAMAGE TO RABWAH

In 1972 flooding caused great damage to almost all part of the country. The river streams also damaged nearby city of Chiniot but Rabwah remained intact because of its height and mountains surrounding it. My ahmadi class fellow would say to us muslims see this is the miracle of ahmadiyya that all parts of country was hit by flood except one place and that was Rabwah. Now you people have left with the only option to accept ahmadiyya otherwise the flood would sweep you one day. Once I said there are two places, you forgot to mention one more place that has not been hit by flood. Curious to know the other place the ahmadi immediately asked about other place. I said one is Rabwah and the other is Heera Mandi of Lahore. A place known for prostitution, music and singing. This reply silenced qadianis. I said these two places do not deserve flooding but they deserve to be hit by Azab.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________ I SAW SO CALLED SAHABIS IN RABWAH

Once I was sitting at the shop of Saleem Mochi (a shoe mender) I saw an old man with wavering legs and shivering hands came to the shop. Suddenly the shop was surrounded by large gathering and every one was looking at that old man lovingly. They all wanted to listen from him the happenings at MGAQ,s time. After a little pause he started to tell strange kind of stories of Mirza time. He also narrated a joke which was vulgar and obnoxious. I felt it very awkward to see an old person using such filthy language. When he left, I asked about him. I was told that this was a sahabi of their fake prophet. I kept quite thinking about the level of prophet whose sahabi was like this.

I happened to meet another Sahabi like this who was in his eighties. All his conversation would end at the topic of sex. He would say people in Rabwah think I was an impotent ox so young women used to sit beside me in a tonga or bus thinking that I am a harmless person for them but only I know that it becomes very difficult for me to control my sex desires when their body touch with mine.

In Rabwah I happend to see another Fake Sahabi of fake prophet who was about to complete a century of his age. He was fond of getting married to a young beautiful girl. He was known as Arey arey tere ghar te Minarey in punjabi phraseology. He was a short heighted, black complexioned with a stereotype qadiani turban. I found him supplicating in the middle of the market at the roar of Ameen Ameen by gathering. His supplications was as under :-
“O Allah give me a hill of wealth that I get buried under it. I could not find a way to come out of this wealth heap. People to come get me out of this. Give to me a large villa having gardens and army of slaves and concubines. If I call one of them they all come running to me.
O Allah once all this is done then send a cute young aged and frail body wife who fell in love with me and i get married to her. We live there in that house a happy and peaceful life after our marriage. Then we sing this song Arey Arey terey ghar te minarey. “

After the end of supplication Baba starts singing and dancing. He danced too much that young people could not match his stamina of dancing. Once the show was over I asked some body as to who was this baba, the answer was Sahahbi of Hazrat sb. MGAQ.

The author has narrated so many things about homosexuality in Rabwah and the loose characters of Mirza Family youth but we do not touch them for the sake of brevity and decency. Author has also included some articles in his book about word Rabwah, Qadiani Jamaat hate for Allama Iqbal, a renowned philosopher poet. And ahmadis who are sick of ahmadiat but can’t break the shackle of system. etc etc. Any urdu knowing person can read the whole book available on internet.
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