Not long after the plane descended in Saudi Arabia’s eastern quarter, however, he quickly regretted his choice. He discovered he had been swindled on the visa price, overcharged by more than $3,400 dollars. Soon, it also became clear that the job on Majid’s visa did not exist. At first, he reached out to the Lahori neighbours that had helped him, hoping he could fix the situation. “It’s not our headache to deal with,” the neighbours replied.
For a year, Majid relied on odd jobs he learned about through word of mouth from other migrant workers. However, barely eking out an existence, Majid turned to another path. He offered his sponsor 500 riyals a month ($133) for permission to register a car repair shop under the sponsor’s name. Things seemed to be going well — until his sponsor saw how lucrative the business had become, and swiftly moved to seize it.
Initially, Majid did not want to acquiesce to the sponsor’s demand to forfeit the business — he had invested more than $6,000 of his own money in the project — but Majid says the sponsor threatened to arrest him, forcing him to relinquish the business and agree to pay 4,000 riyals ($1,066) to transfer him to another kafeel.
Majid’s employment sponsorship was transferred to a second Saudi man. The new sponsor offered him a workable arrangement for the first few years, by Majid’s own account. Majid used 10,000 riyals ($2,666) of his savings to set up an air-conditioner repair shop, and he paid his new sponsor a monthly fee of 500 riyals ($133) to operate the business license under the Saudi sponsor’s name.
Last October, however, the circumstances shifted. The Saudi sponsor told Majid he was constructing a house. He said he needed Majid to pay 5,000 riyals ($1,333).
This proved difficult; Majid only turned a profit of 1,000-1,5000 riyals a month ($266-399). “I was unable to pay him 5,000 riyals,” Majid tells Migrant-Rights. Last November, the sponsor threatened to withhold the renewal of the iqama, the Saudi residence permit, if Majid could not produce the money. Majid tried to reason with the sponsor, but the Saudi kafeel kept barking at him for money. “Where do I get money from if I’m not earning?” Majid replied. The sponsor, incensed by Majid’s refusal to pay, allowed his iqama to expire. The sponsor also filed a formal complaint against Majid at the police station, declaring that he was a worker who had run away from his employer and that he should immediately be deported. Fearing the repercussions, Majid asked the sponsor to return his passport, which had been seized by the sponsor at the start of his employment, but the man refused. Without a valid iqama and a pending complaint against him, Majid was now afraid to work out in the open.
For Majid’s family, who dimly understood the imbroglio Majid was entangled in, Majid’s time abroad seemed worthless. “Pakistan is a better country,” his brother Abid said inside his family home. “If he had been living here with his family, we could have enjoyed happiness in the pure sense.”
“He isn’t getting anything,” his brother Abid added about Majid’s ordeal. “He doesn’t have a passport, he works in hiding, and his status is illegal.”
Recently, Majid phoned his mother and relayed his anxieties to her, entreating the family to arrange an alternative business opportunity for him in Lahore. The family wanted him at home, but recognised that Majid needed to bring home money and share in the family’s expenses. “My heart is too small. It’s a mother’s heart. I was angry with myself at first, asking why is my son going abroad?,” his mother Bibi said. “I kept saying to myself why is there a need to go there? He can work here in Pakistan and find opportunities for himself.”
The worst part of watching his brother’s struggle overseas was knowing that it was all unnecessary, Abid said. “If he can work here, then he should come back.”
For more than a year, Majid has not sent any money home. His mother looked stricken about not seeing Majid in months. “My son is gone, what can I do?” she asked.