
Dr. Ilmana Fasih (right)
On the “about” section of Dr. Ilmana Fasih’s blog it reads:
If Blind to Bounds was to represent Ilmana Fasih
Then, KABIR is her soul
MY POETRY her mind
ART her heart
MUSIC her senses
INDIA/PAKISTAN/POLITICS/ SOCIAL ISSUES her gut
“Dreams of a world with NO borders and NO wars.
Of a PEACEFUL WORLD…. far from the maddening crowd.”
Nearly every facet of Dr. Ilmana Fasih is a representation of a more progressive world. Not only did the Indian born gynecologist break political and cultural barriers when she married a Pakistani but she also intends to return to the “land of her children” and open a health clinic in the near future.
Ilmana and I stumbled upon each other via social media where I discovered one of her blog posts written about India/ Pakistan relations and how Ilmana hopes her own marriage will symbolize peace between both nations. Yet her ambitions do not end there and her story certainly did not begin there as she is a woman of tremendous accomplishments and heart.
Ilmana spent nearly two decades working in gynaecology in the Middle East with a Bedouin Muslim community where she assisted in developing hospital procedures for handling domestic violence and counseling women in plural marriages about important reproductive health choices.
Several years ago she expanded her community health practices to an emerging field known as mHealth, the practice of medicine and public health through the use and support of mobile devices. Through her family social enterprise venture ZMQ Software Systems, Ilmana assists in disseminating information on various health and social issues through the use of mobile games. They have constructed and distributed mobile games concerning HIV/AIDS awareness, Tuberculosis, Maternal health and sexual abuse.
Their Tuberculosis and HIV games gained nearly 5,000 downloads in India and Africa and were eventually translated into Swahili after being taken to Kenya, Tanzania and other countries. The company boasted 2.7 million downloads in 3 years within multiple African countries of the games.
While her stories of assisting women in plural marriages caught in domestic violence issues and building health awareness mobile games are necessary examples of progressive medicine, I believe her Tabeer project is truly where we realized our kinship.
After five years, thousands of dollars and refusal after refusal to pay baksheesh (bribes/gifts), Ilmana’s visionary work under the Tabeer project continues regarding the development of a health clinic in Pakistan and another mhealth initiative she refers to as “Unveiling the Veil of Ignorance” where she wishes to introduce, through the use of mobile games, issues such as contraceptive usage and domestic abuse.
“In Muslim Pakistani society it’s difficult for a woman to come out of the household and especially to have dialogue about reproductive issues. If one plans on holding classes and asking the women to attend them there would be a lot of opposition from their family members. But, luckily, most of these women or their daughters have a mobile phone. So to reach them through mobile phone, while not making them cross the four walls of their homes would be the easiest way to empower them with the right information—be it on maternal issues, birth control, abuse or even micro financing” she explained to me over a skype interview.

Tabeer means “realizing one’s dreams” in Urdu and this project has become as important as the breath in Ilmana’s body. Here is an excerpt from her “50 Women” story about this ambitious and admirable endeavor as I simply cannot say it in my own words:
My husband and I had promised ourselves that once the children are well on track to fend for their lives, we shall return back home to give back to our society. Probably now that the kids are attending the University that time has arrived. How long can we run away from the realities of this world especially of the realities back home? How long should one suppress one’s conscience when there is a great need to serve the needy there.
Since Pakistan is home for my husband and children, it is home for me too.
Although Pakistan has multitudes of problems like poverty, ill health, corruption, illiteracy and extremism, it is also blessed with hundreds of thousands of passionate empathetic men and women who are working day and night in the civil society to improve the lives of suffering Pakistanis. Our return adds just a drop in the ocean, but it would be a huge sense of satisfaction to me and my husband. Aside from all odds, there is a great scope of good work there.
Whatever we earned in the Middle East, we have invested in building the clinic back home.
Apart from good quality, ethical medical practice, we plan to carry on with the community level health activism and health promotion too.
The work has gone on for almost five years now—including the initial file work which took four years. Had we taken the easier course of working our way through with bribes, the paper work would not have taken more than six months. But my husband was adamant that he would not give ‘a penny’ as a bribe. Not that we didn’t have enough to afford bribes, but it was more of a principled stance that he would not let a single penny of his hard-earned money go to waste in bribes or corruption.
Here I would like to mention that while struggling for getting our files approved, my husband called the Mayor of the city, without knowing him and complained: “I have come to work here, but it is made impossible because of the bribe demands to be met at each step.”
Just over the phone, that mayor promised to ensure that no one would bother us. A few days later when my husband walked into the office, the Director of the concerned organization was fuming that he had been scolded by the Mayor and told that no one should ask for any illegal money. And hence began our paper work.
However unfortunately the Mayor’s tenure was over, and the officer was changed too. The whole new set up arrived, as always in Pakistan, and there needed to be a new scheme of negotiations.
Despite a lot of discouraging voices repeating the expression “live in Rome as Romans do” my husband stayed steadfast. Our files got stuck at each officer’s table for months in the expectation of bribes. Numerous objections were put on the files, which we were told were to deliberately done to ‘negotiate’ a deal. But we did not lose patience. In fact, it was the officers who ultimately lost and signed.
My husband had to face ridicule after ridicule challenging him to pay bribes. They would taunt: “Are you such a beggar that you are begging us for a signature without giving us anything”.
He would plainly reply, “Yes, I cannot afford to pay the bribe”.
You have to be shameless at times because they will challenge your ego.
It took a lot of bold walk-ins into the offices of senior officers to ask for help in order to get the work done ‘without bribes’. It is now with great pleasure that I say that even those officers, who were known to be corrupt, complied with our honest pleas.
The top officer who was to give the final approval remarked: “If you have the right intentions and goodwill to work, I also will honor it. I wish you good luck.” He then signed without a penny of extra money being spent as a bribe.
I would like to take this opportunity to reiterate that despite all the issues of corruption in Pakistan, one lesson I have learned from this experience is that if one has the will and the patience to walk the right path, you will ultimately triumph. Even the most corrupt of the officers are not devils. If you have the zest to convince him that you will not give in easily, the honest self in him will surface and he will comply with compassion.
Most of the time bribes or other forms of corruptions flourish when both sides try to take short cuts and have an undue advantage.
Throughout these five years, there were moments where one of us felt defeated, a feeling owed to the hurdles that came our way. But thankfully, my husband and I kept switching the role of a supporting spouse in those moments of despair. At the moment we have reached a point where we cannot go back. We have invested all our life savings-whatever we had. Now the only direction is forward. Come what may, whether it is an unstable political situation or social insecurity, we have to make it work.
I hope we carry on with the same spirit in the future too- confident and upright in the face of corruption and standing on our own two feet with strength and moral courage. The journey of realizing this dream is arduous, we know…
I understand such a level of commitment to a humanitarian project. From the onset of “50 Women” I never accepted any outside funding for the book project instead opted to personally invest into its development. My reason for this was simple: I wanted creative control over its execution, room to experiment with new ideas and I wanted to work outside of the confines of publisher deadlines. This process has been one of healing for me as well in a very private sense and if I brought in outside funding I would not have been able to fully experience this. Someone else would have decided who I interviewed, what the logo looked like, what outline the book should follow, what topics it should cover in addition to what the budding foundation will do. I simply could not live with this. I had to allow it enough room to construct itself.
When I finish “50 Women” in its final form, all the stories of war, sexual abuse, illegal border crossing, labor trafficking and so many more crucial topics will be present in the unique ways they are meant to be and as they have grown over the last 2.5 years together. I could not see it any other way.
This is, however, the harder route to take. You are the last to be compensated. You are the only source of financing on the project so your financial resources are not only for you but for your brain child as well. You do it because you believe it is the reason you continue to exist. It is your heart; it is your soul. It is the first thing you think about when you wake up in the morning and the last thing you think of when you lay down to sleep at night. You live it, you breathe it, and no matter what hardship you encounter, you don’t ever stop believing in it. Why? You can see what it will be in its final form and that is enough conviction in and of itself to keep you going. In the last 2.5 years I have completely changed careers and am now in the midst of finding my way around a new profession. But all of the turbulent changes in life do not matter in the sense of “50 Women”. In fact, nothing else matters because it has to be completed and that is what I know. I have worked on it everyday for the last few years in every free moment I have had. I think any entrepreneur, writer, author or visionary can understand the strength of Ilmana and I’s convictions in this regard.
I remember my interview with Siobhan Neilland of OneMama, a non-profit serving a maternity clinic and economic development in Uganda. Siobhan was raised in a cult environment in the southern California desert, survived a broken and abusive childhood, addictions and a miscarriage which lead her to conceive OneMama. I’ll never forget when she told me she poured everything she had into OneMama from the beginning: her savings money, her energy and every resource she could uncover. To this day she works for OneMama and Shaboom Products free of charge because she wants all monetary resources to support the Ugandan maternity clinic. I mentioned in my post about her that it is not always easy to help people. Starting a charity often requires your own financial resources in the beginning and extensive work after its establishment. Unless, of course, you are well off enough to have the funds on stand-by, but not all of us do-gooders are endowed in this way. Humanitarian work is a 24/7, demanding and relentless choice of a lifestyle. Nonetheless, those of us who choose to take it on do it because we believe it is the reason we continue to breathe.
It seems to me these convictions to change the world are no stranger to women. The caring, nurturing warrior in all of us begs to be put to positive use. I have before envied people who are oblivious to the plight of others in the world. I have envied the simplicity of their lives and the absence of such unyielding and apparent passion that moves people like Ilmana, Siobhan and myself- the kind of passion that leads us to stretch beyond our means in order to produce our visions. These kinds of passions are the seed of human ingenuity. I feel nothing but fortunate that my life is so vibrant because of “50 Women”. I have given a lot just as Ilmana has, just as Siobhan has, but I can say that all of my efforts were completely worth it. I can’t imagine my life without it.
Currently the construction of the Tabeer clinic is still in progress and will continue development for 5-6 months before becoming operational.
I am looking forward to the day where I will receive the opportunity to visit Ilmana’s clinic in Pakistan and see up close everything her steadfast courage has produced…
Stay in touch with Ilmana’s efforts, writings, art and poetry by following her blog Blind to Bounds.
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