Brigadier Mike was an ‘old timer’. But he did not want to
stay anymore, so he left. Along with him passed away all that the army
stood for - the pride in uniform, the self-respect, the grace and
chivalry, the measure of an officer - his ethical and moral standards
and, of course, the small courtesies. Mike left us to continue to fumble
in the dark, for standards!
His are times long forgotten.
Commissioned in the British Indian Army, when he set foot on this sacred
soil, he declared, “my claim was Pakistan, and I got it”, refusing to
make any further claims. He has now departed, leaving behind a pocket
watch, reading glasses, and a walking stick as his sole worldly
possessions; and, of course, a copy of the Holy Quran. Along with all
this, he also left behind memories of some soldierly values now
considered outmoded. May Allah bless his soul.
Such was the
confidence placed in him by the army, that on promotion to the rank of a
colonel, he was placed as head of the Welfare Directorate at the GHQ,
handling all allotment of lands to army personnel and managing its
welfare budget and activities. Once settled in his new office, he
initiated a detailed report, revealing how their substantial accounts
placed with the Standard Bank were on terms most unsuited to the army.
The same evening he was ‘advised’ by the well informed President of the
bank to withdraw the report, which he declined. The next morning brought
his unceremonious departure from GHQ. This was 1971 – the country was
under military rule!
After the change in government, the Standard
Bank scandal came to light, as did the man, who had tried to protect
institutional interest, at personal cost. He was promoted brigadier, out
of turn, and brought back to GHQ. However, the environment does not
change merely with change in command; and eventually, with much
heartburn, he decided to ask for premature release from the army. The
same year, he was due to be considered for promotion to the rank of a
general.
I remember a time in 1960, when he made purchases from a
store in Quetta and started to write out a cheque. He was then a Major.
And I merely a boy, queried with some uncertainty: “Will he accept your
cheque?” He looked at me with surprise, “of course, he will; I am an
officer.” And the storekeeper thanked him with a smile. Such was the
credibility of an officer, once upon a time. Yes, it does seem like a
fairytale now.
The storekeeper has not changed. We, the soldiers,
have! True, that over the years there has been a national ethical
nosedive, which has also left its mark on the army. Nevertheless, a
quarter century of filtration through its tight assessment and promotion
system should enable the army to produce generals, who cannot be
pointed at. But somehow, every other day, a new tale crops up. This is
not the consequence of our social milieu alone; martial laws have, most
certainly, taken their toll.
Whatever good or bad military
governments bring with them, they leave the army diseased and scarred,
with a systemic deterioration in the command environment. The Army Chief
has little time for the army, leaving it to be managed by a Vice Chief,
whose wings are so drastically clipped that he ends up basically
overseeing the GHQ, and that too partly.
The military ruler,
meanwhile, needs to keep the army happy, so an atmosphere of forgive and
forget prevails. Misdemeanour at senior levels is brushed under the
rug, purportedly to save the good name of the institution. And there,
hidden from public view, it thrives and grows, and spreads like cancer,
seeping down to the lowest levels.
Another facet of the same
sickness is that in a military regime the system becomes irrelevant;
personal submission and loyalty counts. The army gets thoroughly
politicised. In this setting, which breeds yes-men and where sycophancy
abounds, it is difficult for the ruler to identify fidelity. An easy
shortcut is to spot the dishonest. Their submission and loyalty is
prepaid and guaranteed, and no questions asked. Thus, corruption
thrives. The cleverer one goes as far as advertising his vices.
Despite
the handicap of repeated martial laws, the army is still the best
institution in the country. If there is 80 percent rot in the
government, there is 80 percent good here. It is a disciplined and
professional force, not easy to be reckoned with on the battlefield.
What little grime comes to light should neither be believed at face
value, nor be taken as the norm. One should leave a substantial margin
for the undercurrents that are operative in our environment today.
Nonetheless,
the army needs to extract itself from this quagmire and chart a firm
and decisive course to halt the moral and ethical decline within its
ranks. Strong corrective measures at the highest levels are needed - a
gigantic task for a post-military government Army Chief. The army as a
whole has to be sensitised to their predicament. The officers need to
take courage and speak up. This has always been the hallmark of
professional soldiers, who recognise the clear distinction between good
discipline and moral courage.
Blind obedience has never been the
norm of the army. No one will carry the burden of your misdeeds; you are
yourself answerable. And when you have joined this profession that
seeks the greater shahadat, then why shy off from the smaller shahadah?
The strength of an army lies in its young officers having the pluck to
call a spade a spade. Speak up, for no one from the outside can save
you. And yes, this ability does deteriorate with rank, as does
everything else with age. “Surely, We created man in the best mould;
then We reverted him to the lowest of the low, except those who have
faith and do righteous deeds.......And counsel each other to hold on to
truth and counsel each other to be steadfast” (Quran 95:4-6 and 103:3).
The writer is a retired lieutenant general and former corps commander of Lahore. Email: azizshahid10@gmail.com