Decline
As the demand for Pakistan grew more intense, political loyalties in the Punjab were reshaped on religious lines. The Direct Action Day campaign brought the downfall of Sir Khizar's ministry, which depended on Congress and Akali support; inter-community relations were effectively destroyed as communal violence across India claimed the lives of tens of thousands of people. With the partition of the region of sub-continent in August 1947 into the two independent dominions of India and Pakistan, Punjab was itself partitioned between the two new countries, with the Muslim-majority West Punjab forming part of Pakistan, and the Hindu/Sikh-majority East Punjab forming part of independent India. The Unionist Party's diverse pan-provincial organisation was destroyed, with Muslim Unionists integrating themselves into the Muslim League; the party ceased to exist in independent Pakistan.
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