BRADFORD, England, June 6—At dusk the Pakistani men gather in clubhouses along Lumb Lane and Corn wall Terrace, sipping sweet tea and speaking in whispered fury.

“Whatever relations we have had with the West Pakistanis have ended,” Malunudal Haq, an East Pakistani teacher, said. “I will not talk to a West Pakistani now. I will not buy from him. Why should I?”

Near the West Pakistani district of Lumb Lane, Baqa Mohammed, who is the owner of a shop, said in a rising voice: ‘The ones from the East want complete isolation from us now. They won't talk, they won't come around they won't see us. All right! Fair enough.”

In the Yorkshire factory city of Bradford, 190 miles from London, the clash be tween East and West Pakistan has stirred a bitter conflict among the nearly 30, 000 Pakistanis, about 5,000 of them Bengalis from the East, who swarmed here in the nineteen‐fifties and six ties. Once friendly and working side by side in $40‐a‐ week jobs in textile factories, they are fiercely divided now.

Children and Housewives

Their children sit apart on school buses. East Pakistani wives have, stopped buying food from West Pakistani grocers, At the Pakistan Im migrant Welfare Association, C. M. Khan, the vice chair man, who is from the East, has stopped speaking with Anwar Beg, the secretary, who is from the West.

“I've been trying to ring him up but, no, he won't talk to me or come around,” said Mr. Beg, a short, pudgy man who has lived in Brad ford for 16 years and runs a grocery. “The East Pakistanis know only one thing—that we are the enemies, that we have butchered them. All right, if they want to believe that, let them.”

“They must realize that what happened was like a mutiny on a ship,” Mr. Beg said as he sat in an apartment on Lumb Lane with half a dozen others who nodded in agreement. “What do you expect the ship captain to do? Love them? He must crush them!”

Mr. Khan was also bitter. “We are getting letters from our relatives who are now refugees in India,” he related. “They tell us that our fathers and mothers have been killed. We say to West Pakistanis: If you are really our friends, then why don't you ask your father to stop beating my father?

Local Election Affected

The extent of the distrust was evident in the recent local election, which pitted a diffident, soft‐spoken East. Pakistani restaurateur, Manawar Hussain, on the Labor ticket against a Conservative, Mrs. Muriel Ward. Although usually supporters of Labor, the West Pakistanis voted heavily against Mr. Hussain, who was defeated in his attempt to become Bradford's first “colored” city councilman.

“I lost because I was Bengali and they felt the Labor party was against West Pakistan,” said Mr. Hussain in an office covered with posters calling for recognition of East Pakistan's independence or saying “Stop genocide now.” “Once, we had joint committees, we acted together, we mixed. After the fighting began on March 25 our friendships ended.”

Although cities such as Birmingham have larger numbers of Pakistani immigrants —there are about 121,000 in Britain — Bradford has the most compact Pakistani community. Along cobbled Lumb Lane, known locally as Burma Road, there are signs in Urdu over spice stores, movies and television repair shops.

20% of the Labor Force

About four out of five night‐shift workers are Pakistani, and they make up 20 per cent of the male labor force. The men, living in pairs in furnished rooms, often work six or seven nights a week for extra pay and they struggle to save money to bring their families here.

“We've never had trouble with the Pakistanis here they're hard‐working and good people,” said Tom Torney, a Labor Member of Parliament. “But tension is now building up between them. Well, I'm not taking sides, believe me.” The West Pakistani community speaks darkly of the “mutiny” of East Pakistan, blaming India, British business interests and the United States Central Intelligence Agency.

“Eventually, the East Pakistanis will understand that they were duped into this,” Mr. Beg commented. “Then they will know the truth and feel ashamed of how they treated us.”

Among the East Pakistanis, however, the possibilities of reconciliation — in Bradford or in Pakistan—are violently rejected.

“It is too late now,” Mr. Hussain said. “There will never be friendships like be fore. Never! Never!”