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Phil Bennion: Hope and progress amid the violence and death in Pakistan's election

West Midlands MEP Phil Bennion was part of the EU team to observe the 2013 Pakistan elections.

A Pakistani man with his ballot paper at a polling station on the outskirts of Lahore

Pakistan is a country where hundreds of thousands of my constituents have close family ties, so as well as a key geo-political role in South Asia, it has particular importance to Birmingham and the West Midlands.

On the Thursday before polling, the Taliban made lurid threats of violence at polling stations across the country to deter people from voting.

However, the refusal of the authorities and the people to be cowed was tangible. In the months beforehand I had several meetings with Pakistan’s Ambassador to the EU Munawar Bhatti, who exemplified this gritty determination to deliver a credible election.

He told us security was a first concern, so we MEPs were deployed to Islamabad and Lahore, both considered relatively safe.

The full EU Mission had 110 observers but the impressive non-governmental organisation FAFEN

(the Free And Fair Election Network), had an army of 40,000 volunteers. FAFEN’s conclusions are similar to those of the EU team.

The day before the election we met the Election Commission, the Law Minister and the political parties. I met the chief adviser to Imran Khan’s PTI, as Imran was in hospital after a dramatic fall at a rally, before departing for Lahore, while my colleague Richard Howitt MEP met the PPP and the favourites to win, the Pakistan Muslim League (PML-N).

The drive to Lahore took four hours, surprisingly along a six-lane motorway well up to º£½ÇÊÓÆµ standards, but with much less traffic.

As a farmer myself I spent the journey looking out at the farms across the Punjab plain, the breadbasket of both Pakistan and northern India. The wheat harvest was just in and smoke trails from burning stubble threaded the horizon.

The next morning my assistant Ainhoa and I arrived early at our first polling station.