Inside UNHCR and Sri
Lanka
A must read for all those
who are facing persecution in their country and are planning to seek Asylum.
I belong to a
conservative Pashtun family of Pakistan. We believe that we Pashtuns are
children of Israel. Israel Jacob (Hazrat Yaqoob) was the son of
Isaac who was the son of Abraham.
Currently I face persecution in Sri Lanka.
I was writing a book on
terrorism in Pakistan. Upon receiving serious threat to our life we fled to Sri
Lanka on 1st January 2012.
In an attempt to get
immediate asylum I went to an embassy of a western country and tried to impress
them with my book and information on terrorism. I over stated my financial
position and played down on my threat to life so that they should take me for
an asset and not a liability. It did not work.
I started my website
and started writing about very sensitive human rights issues mainly involving
Pakistan Security forces. Pakistan did not like it.
After a few days we
went and got registered with UNHCR Colombo.
UNHCR staff member a
translator met us in Macdonald’s Clolpetia and told us that we should go
back to Pakistan as UNHCR will not give us asylum.
We were very upset and
I posted that on UNHCR Facebook.
I talked to a
protection officer Tanga about it. She was alarmed she took a promise from me
that I would not talk about it.
Our interview with
UNHCR was delayed for a very long time.
Finally we were called
for an interview after a year.
Interview was exactly
the opposite of what I was expecting from UNHCR.
However the translator
lady once the harbinger of a bad news was very professional and the one
conducting the interview was just the opposite.
She was shouting, no
eye contact no judgment skills above all not really interested. She asked me
about my unpublished book on terrorism, I told her it’s in my Google Docs, she
did not ask me to produce it though I could have done it right there, yet made
it my failure point that I did not show her the book.
Her last question
“where I was living in
Pakistan” was very disappointing.
After this interview
UNHCR failed us
My church Brother arranged a lawyer for me for my appeal against the initial decision of UNHCR.
However after listening to my story and going through my blog the lawyer looked visibly upset, perhaps he found it hard to help a girl who has written extensively about Sri Lankan friendly Pakistan Security forces.
We started receiving
wrong calls, I was followed on the road. I knew I was exposed. No need to hide
my identity, I started bogging with my own name.
Horrified we went to
women in need center and asked for shelter, they agreed but later changed their
mind after speaking to UNHCR.
They were told by
UNHCR Colombo in advance that we were failed with UNHCR though I had just filed
an appeal against the initial decision of the UNHCR.
I called the senior
protection officer MR. Greagory Baalke he got very upset and kept telling me
that it was very wrong to call him on his cell. He said ‘”You will be called to
the office for an interview or for other reasons” indicating that we might not
get a chance for an appeal interview and will be called to receive another
failure decision.
I was horrified what
if UNHCR fails us, our permission to stay in Sri Lanka will come to an
immediate end.
On Saturday 9th March
2013 a bunch of immigration officers around 20 of them came to our rented house
in Colombo.
They were banging and
kicking on the door and threatened to break the door open.
They were banging and
kicking on the door and threatened to break the door open. They wanted to take
us to the detention centre.
We did not open
the door, instead took our documents and money and taking a risk for our life
jumped from the 2nd floor balcony in to the neighbor’s house.
We went to another city Kandy.
We stayed there for
few days and kept calling UNHCR.
UNHCR protection
officer told me
“Do not do a drama come back to your home. you
are registered with UNHCR, immigration cannot touch you”
Trusting them like I
trusted Mr Pony we came back to Colombo.
We were arrested by
the help of the well briefed taxi drivers present there and a traffic police
man. I fell down crowd present there touched me all over. Someone pulled my
heavy gold chain.
Immigration officers
arrived very late and took us to Dahi wala police station.
They kept joking with
each other about our earlier escape.
Police officials
present there looked very sympathetic to us. They kept telling us that we have
no concern with them. It is immigration matter and they can’t
interfere.
We were taken to
Mirihana detention center. An officer shouted at me
“you give our
information to India.’’ I was shocked I don’t know a single person from India I
am a stranger in Sri Lanka with zero knowledge of their places aand language
what was he talking about.
Mr Amit Prerara of
immigration took our passports and UNHCR stay permition letter. What happened
to our valuables and all we had at home still remains unanswered.
When he walked away
with our passports in his hands, my heart sank.
I called UNHCR .They
were hiding.
It was UNHCR
staff who persuaded us to come back to our home. I lost all my trust in them.
They were not any different than Mr Pony.
UNHCR was neither
answering my emails nor my calls.
We were told by an
officer in the Detention center that deportation case is being filed against us
To my horror I came to know that we were being involved in madeup cases.
We were told,
“ISI head contacted Sri
Lankan intelligence Head about You
Siri Laankan
intelligence Head is investigating about you
CID special team is
involved in your case”
We were accused of being
spies.
Head of intelligence and Defence Gotabhaya
Rajapaksa
I was scared to death
and had a minor heart attack. I stayed in the hospital for four days.
I called UNHCR Geneva
from the hospital and spoke to the official responsible for Sri Lanka. He spoke
to me very kindly and promised me that he will talk to UNHCR Colombo.
The next day when I
called him he had already spoken to UNHCR Colombo, he banged the phone on me.
I started calling
Human rights organizations for Refugees in Sri Lanka, all of them told me they
were only working for internally displaced people.
A doctor in the hospital told me that they
have been told that I am a spy and should be discharged as soon as possible.
I called Brother Andrew
and asked for his help. He said, "Police came to my house to know about
you, now you have been
declared a criminal and it’s a crime to help criminals”
My ECG report was not
clear, and with hyper cholesterol level I was sent back to the detention
center. My Eco report was withheld.
We stayed in the
illegal detention for one month as if UNHCR did not exist.
Finally, out of three
of us only I was called for an appeal interview.
The interviewer was
under great stress. I came from the detention center but surprisingly the lady
who was interviewing me was in no better condition than I was.
She told me that she
will not record the interview, when I objected she agreed to make a recording.
She threw her 1st question
which was very well prepared and had another set of multiple sub questions
inside it. She was supposed to ask me all these questions one by one but she
chose to ask all of them in one go. I tried my best to answer the main question
and the multiple attached questions, she started shouting, an argument started
and she closed the recording machine for a while.
She was bent upon
discussing my life in Pakistan while after coming to Sri Lanka threat to our
life had increased many folds.
I noticed that she was
avoiding discussing the high level of threat to my life due to conversion to
Christianity and writing against the security forces. Horrified I spoke loudly
about these genuine threats and requested UNHCR to protect us.
Her body language was
of a helpless employee who knew that she was wrong but was asked to work on my
failure.
In the end when the
interview was over, she told me in a low tone.
“WE DO LISTEN TO OTHERS WHILE TAKING DECISION”
I was told to go back
to detention center. I refused and started crying very loudly but was forced to
return.
I knew something very
suspicious was going on.
I decided to flee from
the detention center. I started going for early morning walks to be familiar
with the place.
The area had hundreds
of Police officials, It seemed impossible to flee from there but surprisingly
police men were very friendly.
It was not my smartness but their kindness that we 3 family members managed to get out from there. They clearly differentiated between criminals and fateful asylum seekers.
I love Sri Lankan
Police.
In the beginning
immigration officers were bent upon taking us to Bosa (jail) they were refused
by the police department. Why immigration was so much active against us, who
was behind the scene God knows.
As we left the
detention center we went to a hotel to stay but I was extremely sick and was
coughing very badly the hotel staff got very suspicious about us. We tricked
them and left the hotel.
We went to Red Cross
International office and asked for protection they refused to intervene with
the big House (UNHCR) and advised us to go to UNHCR office which was closed by,
We did not go there. We had no more trust in UNHCR Colombo.
We went from one place
to another without knowing where we were going.
I kept calling UNHCR
and kept updating them with our tender situation but they did not help.
I started calling
UNHCR Geneva. One of the legal advisers told me that we should go and start
living with a priest. I told her that we want the protection of a State not of
a priest.
Another officer in
UNHCR Geneva with a distinctive voice and with a native accent asked me where I
was? I told him that we were in Trinco Malee. The officer did not get the word
right for a long time he kept saying what drinko Malee…….. what krinko mala…
later when he got it right he said
“go to the UN office
there a big conference is taking place there, they will protect You.”
It was heart
breaking.
UNHCR Geneva kept
convincing me that we should go to UNHCR Colombo but we refused. We were once
bitten a hundred times shy.
If we go there, they
will give us the fail paper and call immigration officers…….. So if there is no
promise of asylum, there is no going to UNHCR.
Once we were
physically attacked by a drunk house owner. We informed UNHCR nothing happened.
In June 20 13 the same
man with a distinctive voice and native accent busted with anger on the phone.
He said “ We did not come to you . you came to us”
I told him I came to
you because you are UNHCR.
He said “your case is
very famous everybody knows why you came to Sri Lanka”
Another lady from
UNHCR Geneva told me “’ your case is very complicated the decision can be
positive as well as negative ‘’
I got the cell number
of Melissa Fleming the spoke person of UNHCR from her Google Plus account and
called her I called her. She kept shouting at me and kept asking me how I got
her number.
After this I lost all
my trust in UNHCR. I deleted all the articles written on sensitive issues. It
was my work because of which UNHCR Google plus and Human rights watch Google
plus and Unicef Google plus had added me to their limited friends circles but
when I got trapped no one was there to help me. I remained in touch with Amnesty
International UK and kept begging them to help me but to no avail.
Bottom line message I
got from all these Human rights organizations was,
“UNHCR is God we cannot interfere with them.
They cannot make a mistake. If they do not accept you no one can save your
life”.
I was disappointed and
due to extreme fear my weight went from 60 kg to 40 kg. My mother and my sister
also lost lot of weight.
My little sister Amala
who has amazing computer skills rose to the occasion. She told me that she will
save us all. Now she is very active on the internet running a campaign to save
our life.
Once again I started
looking for options to stay in Sri Lanka.
I called Deputy
Controller of Immigration; he immediately recognized me and asked about my
location. I asked him whether he will return my passport if I send someone from
my Church with authority letter, he said no. I further asked him if I get
married to a foreigner will he return my passport so that I can leave Sri
Lanka?... His answer was inhuman he said
“No, Why did you come to
Sri Lanka”
Oh world tell me with
nowhere to go, should we be buried alive?!
On Sunday September 1
2013…. Another bomb shell fell on me. I was in touch with Mr Bandara Assistant
Controller of immigration. I had earlier requested him to talk to authorities
to give us asylum in Sri Lanka.
He told me,
“Special Forces are
looking for you. Mr.Perera General Controller of immigration held a meeting
with UNHCR Colombo on Wednesday in which Mr.Perera was clearly told by UNHCR
that they are not granting you refugee status.”
He further told me,
“change Your current location immediately escape…
escape. this call must be getting traced. I will secretly give
you your passports run to India.”
I was horrified and had sudden pain in my chest I became
very sick. I am a patient of thyroid with heart problems.My little
sister Amala called UNHCR Colombo and asked them what was going on. UNHCR
had recently sent me an email informing me that my asylum decision
has been taken and the information I will receive will be to my
benefit.
The big house failed to answer my 11 years old sister what conspiracy
was being cooked between UNHCR and Sri Lankan authorities. It
remains unknown why Sri Lankanauthorities are doing this andwho is behind
all this.
Definitely There is more going on than I know.All the human rights organizations including UNHCR know that we are in hiding for the last 5 months. We are walking dead with an alarming level of threat from Sri lanka as we bleed theychoose to be silent spectators.
On OCTOBER 14 My mother decided to go to UNHCR Colombo and beg them once more to protect us. That was the last time we saw her . We were all crying as she left. She came back empty handed to the empty place. We left the place because of the fear of Sri Lankan authorities.
I bought a sharp knife and planned to stab myself infront
of UNHCR. Later I canceled this as I thought That UNHCR will even then
not help me.
I bought blades and
cut myself in a live youtube video. It was not to harm myself but to be known
and to be helped. Nothing happened..
After few days a new RSD officer Ilija Todorovic came to
UNHCR Colmbo He was an angel in disguise. He went through our case once again
and announced asylum for me My night mare came to an end.
It was 29th Noember
2014. By now I was exhausted with my struggles to live. I received an Email
from Ilija Todorovic. I had never heard of him. I called him. He
informed me that he has granted Refugee status to me. I did not believe my ears
and repeated his words. It was the happiest moment of my life.
NOW NO MORE COMPLAINTS AGAINST UNHCR If UNHCR has Ilija Todorovic UNHCR has a lot.
Ilija Todorovic Senior RSD officer in UNHCR Colombo
Ilija Todorovic 2nd from left in Afghanistan
On February 10,2014 he also
gave asylum to my mother and my sister Amala despite lots of resistance from
local Sri Lankan staff. It was again newly appointed Officer Ilija Todorovic
who finally decided this case and did justice to us. I guess without him it was
not possible. Our case was complicated, with 2 States Pakistan and Sri Lanka
turned on us.
NOW WE WAnt to leave SRI Lanka
as soon as possible