Qandeel: A star rises from poverty and is killed for defying norms
Like most of the men in this village of mud homes and wooden carts pulled by water buffalos, Muhammed Azeem cannot read or write.
Like most of the men in this village of mud homes and wooden carts pulled by water buffalos, Muhammed Azeem cannot read or write. Like the other fathers, he raised a family of six boys and three girls on whatever he could coax out of a soil baked by the searing Punjab sun.
But in a culture where a family’s worth is tallied in the number of males it can produce and girls are second-class citizens at best, Azeem was different.
He valued his daughters as much as his sons.
He raised them to be independent young women. When one of the girls married, she refused to take her husband’s name. Another changed hers to Qandeel Baloch and became famous, shocking this conservative Islamic country with risque dance videos that showed her in skin-tight clothing grinding against men.
Azeem didn’t care. He loved Qandeel — whose new name meant “torch” in their native language.
“I supported everything she did,” Azeem says, tears glistening on his weather-beaten face. “I liked everything she did.”
Her father’s love helped make Qandeel a role model to a generation of young Pakistani women. But it also may have planted the seeds of her destruction.
Her younger brother Muhammed Wazeem seethed. It was bad enough that he couldn’t compete with his sister for their father’s affections, and lived in a home that she paid for. But even worse was the relentless sniping from villagers. Storekeepers would show him her Facebook posts on their phones, criticising his family for allowing her to make the videos.
He decided he had to save the family’s “honour”. Last month, he drugged Qandeel and then, as their parents slept downstairs, strangled her.
In most so-called honour killings, families close ranks around the killer. But Qandeel’s father wants his son punished.
“My son was wrong,” Azeem said. “I will not forgive him.”
A social media star, who was abused by a husband who burned and beat her, Qandeel paid with her life for refusing to live a life dictated by repressive tribal traditions and religious edicts defined by clerics who espouse a narrow and repressive brand of Islam. Qandeel Baloch, provocative media star, who was killed by her brother, was born Fauzia Azeem to a dirt-poor farming family, raised in a mud house baked by the searing sun of Pakistan’s Punjab province.
This is the story of a girl from one of the poorest, most backward areas of Pakistan who emerged to transfix a nation — and then was killed for her role in its clash between tradition and modernity, between Islamic fundamentalism and secularism.
It is a paradox of today’s Pakistan, a deeply religious country where 4G service and social media have arrived in even the most isolated communities, that one family could produce a wildly untraditional daughter and a son so traditional he felt compelled to kill his sister for her 21st-century ways.
Qandeel’s home village, Shah Saddaruddin, is a seven-hour drive from the capital, Islamabad, a journey through sugarcane and mango fields, often on roads that are no more than dirt tracks. Murky streams and canals flow through a vast countryside owned by feudal landlords who keep their workers deep in debt.
Most girls are hidden away once they reach puberty, and many are married shortly afterward to a boy chosen by their parents. Occasionally, women are exchanged to pay off a debt, or to settle a dispute.
“Women here are strictly controlled,” Qandeel’s sister Munawar Azeem says. “It’s our tradition, but Qandeel was stubborn, she always wanted more, had different ideas.”
She says she’ll never forgive her brother for killing her sister, who was only 26 when she died.
Her father loved the girls “too much”, Munawar says, as if sensing that his esteem was too great for their deeply traditional society.
Qandeel’s rebellion began long ago, when she was still a little girl named Fauzia.
One day, she saw her older brother practising karate and judo. Every day after that, the eight-year-old could be found outside working on her martial arts moves.
Her mother, Anwar Bibi, smiles at the thought of her daughter.
“I don’t know why she was the way she was, but she never cared what anyone thought,” Bibi says. “She was always brave.”
Fauzia thought maybe she’d join the army. Or no, she’d be a pilot.
“She would look at the sky and she would say: ‘Papa, I want to fly. I want to be like a bird,’” her father says.
Eventually Fauzia settled on becoming a star. She watched Indian soap operas on television and read fashion magazines. She told her mother she’d be famous one day.
After becoming Qandeel, her first public performance was in 2012 on “Pakistan Idol,” a local offshoot of “American Idol”. It was a disaster.
Judges cringe as she sings, finally pleading with her to stop. Her appearance ends with her being escorted off the stage and sobbing backstage. The video went viral.
Her notoriety grew when she posted a seductive video earlier this year offering a striptease for the Pakistani cricket team captain if Pakistan won its match against rival India. The team lost.
Torrents of condemnation inundated Qandeel’s Facebook page. One user wanted her arrested for “spreading vulgarity.” One with a rudimentary grasp of English wrote, simply, “We hete you.”
But she inspired many others. One wrote: “You are strong like men,” and another said: “Fabulous style and confidence. U r such a superstar my QB.”
If any moment captures Pakistan’s earthshaking clash of cultures, it is the selfie Qandeel took with her ever-present phone two months ago, in the middle of the holy month of Ramadan.
In it, she is almost sitting on the lap of Muslim cleric Maulvi Abdul Qavi in a Karachi hotel room. She wears his pointed cap perched above her arched brows and flaring eyeliner. Her mouth forms an exaggerated “O’’ of surprise and sexuality.
As outrage exploded over the photos, the two engaged in a furious round of he-said-she-said. The cleric said Qandeel had asked for the meeting, and he agreed because they both came from south Punjab. Qandeel said it was Qavi who had sought the meeting — and had insisted it be in a hotel room.
Qandeel’s parents say she began to get threats on her life after the notorious selfie.
“Before that everything was stable, but after that everything changed,” her mother says.
On a recent day, Qavi sits cross-legged on the floor of his office in Multan, the Punjab city where Qandeel was killed in the home she had rented for her parents and her 22-year-old brother. Members of his entourage surround the chubby mufti; one of them fans the cleric, trying to protect him from the oppressive 113-degree heat.
Leaning against a cushion, Qavi wears the indulgent smile of a parent with a misbehaving child as he’s asked about Qandeel’s accusations that he drank juice in daylight hours during Ramadan, when the devout are meant to fast from dawn to dusk. But when asked about the police promising to investigate his possible involvement in inciting violence against Qandeel, he struggles for composure.
“The main thing is, it is condemnable,” he says, referring to her killing.
Not everyone, however, has condemned the killing.
“A girl who decides to publish her naked pics for sake of publicity...what her brother is sppose to do ” one tweet said.