✒️:. Javid Hassan Beigh
Molvi Umar Farooq is, at his core, a gentle and dignified human being shaped by a tragedy he never chose. He grew up carrying the unbearable weight of his father’s murder—a killing meant to silence dialogue and punish those who believed that solutions could be found within the framework of the Constitution of India.
His father was a towering leader, and his sudden removal created a vacuum that no one else could truly fill. Those who conspired against him ensured that the burden of legacy fell upon his son, who was barely in his teens. A grieving child was pushed into a role scripted by others, groomed to serve interests not his own.
Many still remember that innocent boy, wearing a Jinnah cap, made to preside over meetings of the APHC. While other children played cricket, learned to swim, or wandered freely through the countryside, his childhood was buried alongside his father. His dreams were never allowed to grow.
Umar Farooq’s life has not been one of free choice or personal conviction, but one lived by default—under pressure, fear, and constant threat. He lost not only his father, but also his youth and peace of mind.
He is a tired man today. For the sake of humanity, let him have the space, dignity, and rest he rightfully deserves. Let compassion prevail where cruelty once ruled.



