Last week, I went to Washington DC on personal business. I stayed at the Marriott Hotel on Woodley Road off Connecticut Avenue.
When I arrived at the hotel, and was taking out my luggage from the car, I could sense a commotion in the hotel — the sort of benign commotion that you see at Penn Station in New York during the rush hours or, if you are not familiar with New York, at Islamabad Airport during the Hajj flights. People were milling around, dragging their luggage behind them, going up and down the escalators and lounging around in the lobby of the hotel or wherever one could find a seat. There were Pakistanis all over the place —men, some of them in their ethnic dresses, women in their usual colorful dresses, and a lot of children, from toddlers to teens. I soon found out why.
The Association of Pakistani-American doctors, APPNA, was holding its annual get-together at the hotel. Hundreds of doctors of Pakistani origin from all over the US, along with their families, had descended upon the hotel. They do this thing once every year in different cities.
Khalid Hasan, in one of his columns, describes APPNA gatherings as mela-i-mawaishiaan (cattle show). Even though the impact, initially, is a bit overwhelming, I don’t quite agree with Khalid Hasan’s description. On the contrary, I quickly got over the initial impact and started enjoying the energy and dynamics of the scene.
Majority of the families who had converged at the hotel came from small-town-America where, in some cases, the total population of their town did not exceed the number of people gathered at the conference. Therefore, the exuberance of the delegates and their families at the sight of such a large gathering, in such a large city, in a large hotel, was understandable, even though it seemed to spill over at times.
Among the many helpful signs installed in the lobby that directed the guests to different areas and meeting rooms there was one indicating the timings of the 5 daily prayers.
Presence of religion in the hotel was palpable.
While I was walking down the corridor in search of my room, a Pakistani man, with a sparse beard, emerged from his room, his trousers rolled up above his ankles, water dripping from his hands and arms, and droplets of water hanging from his beard. It was maghrib time. He asked me if I knew which way the qibla was. Without a conscious thought I pointed to what I thought was the west. (In Pakistan the qibla is always to the west.) He thanked me and quickly retreated into his room presumably to say his maghrib prayer.
It occurred to me a little later that I had misled the good doctor. In the US the qibla is always toward the east. I felt very guilty. But then I consoled myself by telling me that I had given the information in good faith. To further pacify my conscience I also reminded myself of the verse that says something to the effect that to Him belongs the east and the west; so, whichever way you turn your face doesn’t really matter… 2:115
The APPNA managers had also arranged a delightful bazaar in the basement of the hotel, which catered to the needs of the delegates and their families not only in this world but also in the world hereafter. There were stalls selling clothes and jewelry, and stalls selling spiritual books and advice on cleansing the soul as well as the body. There were also stalls selling property in Dubai, and advice on managing your money. The variety of products and services on sale was amazing! The women folks thronged the bazaar most of the time.
On the second day of the conference or the mela, there was a political forum to discuss the ongoing ‘judicial crisis’ back home. APPNA had invited prominent politicians from Pakistan for this purpose. These sessions were open to everyone. Panelists included: Barrister Aitzaz Ahsan, Justice Wajihuddin Ahmed, Ahsan Iqbal (PML-N), Farooq Sattar of MQM, and Pakistan’s new ambassador in Washington, Mr. Husain Haqqani. The hall was full. All seats were taken and many people were standing in the back and on the sides of the hall.
From the response of the audience to the different speakers one could see that the crowd in the hall was clearly a microcosm of Pakistan. Not only their views were divided along the political lines drawn so deeply on the political landscape of Pakistan but they also expressed their views with the same emotions, bordering on anger, that have been visible in Pakistan since March 2007. A large and vociferous section of the audience was for the restoration of pre-November 3 judiciary.
Aitzaz Ahsan was heard in pin-drop silence and received a standing ovation from the audience both before and after his speech. He was even hailed as “Obama of Pakistan!” by someone in the audience.
Ahsan Iqbal of PML(N) was heard patiently. Farooq Sattar was occasionally heckled but managed to say what he had to say. However, all hell seemed to break loose when Mr. Husain Haqqani spoke.
Mr. Haqqani is a smart man. He speaks well and writes well. I have heard him speak on TV and he always impressed me with clarity of his thought and coherence of his speech. He has written a great book, Between Mosque and Military, which, according to Stephen Cohen, is ” brilliantly researched and written book that should be required reading for anyone who wishes to understand this increasingly important state.” But on stage, in front of a crowd, Mr. Haqqani looked and acted more like a fighter rooster. He would try to put down his “opponents” with a sharp rebuttal or repartee. This technique might have won him points in a school debate but did not win many friends among the APPNA doctors in the hall.
The acrimony generated in the political debate, however, seemed to disappear in the evening when, during a musical show, young Amanat Ali sang some fast paced songs and the doctors did a wild bhangra in the hall.
I checked out of the hotel a day before the APPNA mela ended.
I was going up to my room to collect my luggage. When I got into the elevator there were already a few, ‘non-Pakistanis’ (Americans or Europeans) in it. Just when the doors of the elevator began to close, an exuberant Pakistani mother, in her colorful dress, accompanied by 3 or 4 excited kids, ranging in age from about 7 to 12 or 13, rushed in. We squeezed ourselves and pulled in our tummies to accommodate the woman and the kids. When everyone was in and had pushed his/her destination-floor buttons (the children having pushed more than one buttons) the doors closed, and that usual awkward silence fell in the elevator. The mother broke the silence by loudly asking the children in Enlgish, like a schoolteacher would ask a class, “hey, let’s sing Pakistani national anthem”. The children bashfully looked at their mother with question marks on their faces. They didn’t seem to think it was a great idea to sing in such a closed space with strangers around. But the mother wasn’t deterred. Like the conductor of a choir, with one hand raised, she raised piped up with a full-throated ‘Paaak sar zameeen shadbaad … The children simply stared at their toes in embarrassment. The strangers in the elevator, more perplexed than bemused, slipped out of the elevator at the first stop. I listened to her solo performance in silence. Had she not been so out of tune I would have possibly joined her.
I guess patriotism, like nostalgia, affects you at odd times and at odd places.
Overall, it seemed that the doctors had a good 3 days of R&R. Recreation and Religion, that is. What they need to do, I guess, is inject a bit of Renaissance and Reformation into APPNA to make it a really meaningful organization both for the country of their choice as well as that of their origin.
Photos for this post are by the author himself and the full collection can be seen here
That’s wonderful reporting done by you :) Good to see people of South Asia organising such events.
First time I hared about Appna was in mid 1990’s. I had just immigrated to US and was camping at my Chaacha’s house. My uncle is the ‘ Quintessential county doctor’ that MQ mentioned in his article. For more then twenty years he practiced Internal Medicine in a small Midwestern town ( Population 5,000). For the then 21 years old me, who had grown with the vision of sky scrapers and flashy cars, courtesy of Knight Rider, You again, Full house, Perfect strangers ( All American sitcoms they used to show on PTV in 80’s,90’s) I was bummed to wake up my first morning in Umreica and see cows lolling around the field from my bedroom window.
Don’t quote me on the year, I believe it was 1995-1996 and Appna or was it Icna ( I always mix up these organization) wa holding its conference in Chicago. Chaacha Jan along with Chuchee Jan and their two kids in toe left town. I was to stay home with my daady Jan. Hey no hard feelings! I have just came from Pakistan and had thus far not felt the ex patriots desire to see familiar faces.. Plus, I was too busy ‘MOOJing out on $200 emergency fund that Chacha left with me,not to mention the use of Chaachi’s compact Red Chevy .
My apologies, I know I am going totally out of topic here,it’s just that the mention of APPNA brought back my earliest memories associated with the word.
In conclusion, I remember that Chachi brought me a beautiful Shalwar Kameez ( MQ is not fibbing when he mentions the ladies thronging the stalls) and what my Uncle and Aunt talked most was the lecture they attended about “How to find suitable spouses for your children”. As for my cousins aged between 12-15, the brats giggled for months about the the “No Mixing of the Sexes” part of the session.
Interesting.
The Pakistani physician community have organized themselves well and APPNA serves a social function that is important to keeping the Pakistanis in USA feeling like a community. That is why you see the families there together. I think it is a good thing that this is so.
Very interesting reading as it is well-written and I have been to every APPNA summer meeting for the last 5-6 years. Just a disclaimer, I am an active APPNA member and I pray towards the north-east, though I do not carry a compass with me and do not get depressed if I have accidentally prayed occasionally towards the west in error. It is good to find Mr. Hasan here as well. If I pass a link to this blog to the “mawaishis”, which I would for the heck of it, some of them would flock to this blog to share their energy, mercurial/chaotic with everyone who is a reader here.
I would not sing the praises of my organization (actually I may), as it has many many weaknesses. But it has some strengths which few diasporic bodies of Pakistani origin have. It holds regular yearly elections, transparent, and occasionally (almost always) bitterly fought- comes with the energy. This body has undertaken many social welfare projects all over the world, though not enough in my opinion. It offers ACCME-approved category 1 (highest category) continuing medical education to it’s members, which I assure everyone is not easy to set up, or administer. Soon after the earthquake, it sent teams of Pakistani and American physicians to the earth-quake zone and sent in supplies/money valued at around $8-10 million. It’s volunteers, including myself, took time off from work here and volunteered about 20 hours/day to keep the physician groups and supplies moving from around the states, from vendors and warehouses through the good offices of Fed-Ex, which graciously airlifted and ground moved thousands of pounds of equipments, tents, jackets, medicines etc. And this body is providing skilled physicians to train Pakistani physicians through the medical colleges through a scheme called APPNA-MERIT, and has set up the first hospice in Pakistan under the title of APPNA-SUKOON. APPNA has helped established two centers of excellence, one in Karachi ( a cytogenetic state of the lab in the public sector) and one in Rawal Pindi (a burn center). In addition, APPNA members run many community clinics here in the US, have set up organizations like Human development Foundation (HDF) and socio-political bodies like Pak-Pac, APPJD, AANA, and are active in IMANA and ISNA. While the body is secular in nature, the members are essentially all muslims (just like Pakistan is), enriched with some members of the minority communities including Christians and Hindus. And yes, the main gatherings always commence with the recitation of Quran and the singing of the national anthems of US and Pakistan. The “balance” if you may, is found through parallel activities of those who practice (and preach) religion and those who flock to the bars after having eaten or enjoyed a very heavy dose of bhanGra at the musical evenings. What keeps these people together are common values like their profession, their origin, their religion and their clear commitment (as a body) to democracy and human dignity. The member are neither always successful nor always well-intentioned, but by Fareed Zakaria’s description of democracy, they represent the true essence and chaos that so beautifully constructs democracy. No other Muslim or Pakistani forum better allows open display of ideas and emotions than APPNA.
I would invite both the blogger and Mr. Khalid Hasan to come to San Francisco, July 1-4 2009, to attend our next summer convention. And if you want to enjoy the meeting in it’s spirit, go around and talk to members and follow the heated discussions and the late night singing sessions and you would feel the love and anger, that you would have never before. Our mission of helping humanity, mainly in Pakistan and the US, and to be professionally enriched, cannot work without the support of you all. Despite our weaknesses, your investment of time with this body and it’s members would not be wasted- I promise.
A Good description of APPNA can be found in this article in The Daily Times.
Interesting and very readable post. Why shouldn’t docs and their families let their hair down and have a good time every now and again?
The mention of qibla reminded me that I thought it was south east when I was visiting North America. I’ve since been informed I was wrong - it is actually north east, along the line of the great circle over the north pole! One lives and learns all the time…
R&R….Very well said!!
Reaction and Religion vs. Renaissance and Reformation.
I have attended APNAA gathering twice in the past and came to a humble realization…the general Pakistani crowd in America is as reluctant to question religion as is our perception of the majority at home.
So I take my “aik eent ki masjid” elsewhere.
I wonder what the bathrooms looked like after they left :-)
Oh my god! Do I have to say something on this.
Let me put it this way, the moment I introduce myself as pakistani, I see the expressions changes on peoples faces.
Dont give me that I have an inferiority complex.
Lets just leave this on this note:
There is a LOT and LOT needs to be done, before any foriegn investor (decent investor) or tourist would even consider to invest or visit to pakistan.