A Quiet Village, An Uneasy Discovery
The villagers around Al-Falah University are simple people, farmers, labourers, shopkeepers. Their days begin with the sound of tractors and the aroma of tea simmering on coal stoves. Life here is uneventful, predictable, almost comforting.
And that is why the discovery hit them so hard.
One morning, a group of young boys roaming near the fields noticed something unusual, an opening in the ground, half-covered, freshly cemented. Curiosity led to whispers, whispers to fear, and fear to calls made to the authorities. What emerged from that soil was not merely concrete, it was a revelation of something being built beneath their feet, silently, in secrecy.
It wasn’t a basement. It wasn’t a store room. It was a massive underground structure, with walls as thick as the trust these villagers once had in the system, almost 4 to 5 feet of solid concrete.
And someone was calling it a madrasa under construction.
People Asked a Simple Question: “If this is a madrasa… then why underground?”
Madrasas are places where children recite verses, where elders gather, where communities walk in freely. They stand tall, visible, accessible.
But this one?
Built 25 km away from the city, in a silent piece of land where even cattle rarely wander. Built below the surface, as if hiding from the sun, the world, and God’s own sky. The villagers were puzzled.
Why underground, when hundreds of acres of empty land lay all around, flat, open, free, unused? What was this place meant for? Who was it meant for? And why did it have walls that looked more like a bunker than a classroom?
The Walls That Told a Story
A local mason, after seeing the photos, said something striking:
“साहब, इतनी मोटी दीवारें तो हम लोग बंकरों में भी नहीं देखते।”
And he’s right. 4 to 5 feet thick walls are not an architectural luxury. They are not decorative. They are not accidental. They are designed, to withstand force, to absorb explosions, to restrict signals, to stay hidden. No madrasa, no school, no normal building needs such walls. Only structures meant to contain, conceal, or protect something sensitive require them.
And with every passing minute, the villagers began to feel something deeper than curiosity…They began to feel betrayed.
A Community That Feels Cheated
For months, trucks had passed that road. For months, cement and iron rods were being added. For months, labourers worked late into the night. And yet, the locals were told nothing.
“हमारे घर के पास क्या बन रहा है, इसकी भी जानकारी न दी जाए… यह भरोसे का और क्या खात्मा होगा?”
When a community living above the ground does not know what is being built beneath the ground, something is wrong, not just with the construction, but with the system meant to oversee it.
And Then Came the Question No One Wanted to Ask
“What was the police doing?”
It’s the kind of question people only ask when their confidence begins to shatter. A structure of this size doesn’t appear overnight. Excavators worked. Trucks made multiple trips. Concrete mixers ran for hours. Steel bars were unloaded. Workers gathered in dozens.
None of this can stay invisible…..unless someone allows it to remain invisible.
Was it negligence? Was it incompetence? Or was it something worse, wilful silence?
The people don’t have those answers. But they are demanding them now.
A Structure That Casts a Shadow Larger Than Its Size
To the outside world, this may seem like just another illegal construction. But to the people living around it, it feels like something more, something darker. A symbol of the unknown creeping into their lives without permission.
They wonder. What was being planned here? Why so secretly? Who funded it? Who protected it?
And above all, What future was being dug beneath their very soil?
Fear in the Villagers’ Eyes
Mothers have begun telling their children not to wander too far. Farmers now glance towards that direction before tilling their fields. And elders gather in tea shops, whispering about what else might lie hidden. When a hidden structure grows under your feet, fear grows inside your heart.
A Call for Truth, For Dignity, For Safety
This discovery is more than a construction violation. It is a violation of community trust. People deserve to know what is happening in their neighbourhoods. They deserve transparency, accountability, and reassurance. They deserve the truth.
For now, the underground site stands like a question mark carved into the earth. A silent chamber, waiting for answers. But the people are no longer silent. They are asking, demanding, insisting. What exactly was being built beneath our land… and why?
And until that question is answered, the unease will not go away.
