Sunday, May 29, 2005

Subhanallah.

Gutted. Absolutely gutted.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/uk_politics/4592009.stm

Patsy was a great supporter of the Muslims - and a personal friend.

What a loss for us.

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'oon.

Please send any messages of condolences to her husband Clive via patsy@patsycalton.org.uk

:-(
Q: Take a Western compensation culture and cross it with a Pak and what do you get?

A: Someone who wants to milk a cow more than he milks his own one from back in the village...


Natural Reaction or Over-Reaction?
Man wins $340,000 in bottled fly lawsuit
Chris Thompson
Windsor Star


Saturday, April 23, 2005

A Windsor hairstylist who suffered "recognizable psychological injury" after discovering a dead fly in a bottle of Culligan water has been awarded more than $340,000 in damages.

Waddah (Martin) Mustapha, who operates two outlets of Martin's Coiffure and Spa at the Radisson Hotel and Casino Windsor, claimed "nervous shock, emotional distress and resulting anxiety, depression and physical and psychological conditions" arising from a breach of contract with Culligan.

"It's long overdue," Mustapha said of the settlement.

On Nov. 21, 2001 Mustapha and his wife Lynn, who was seven months pregnant, were preparing a new bottle of Culligan water to put in their dispenser when she saw something dark in the bottle. Both looked closely and saw legs and wings and realized it was a dead fly.

Lynn Mustapha vomited immediately and Martin vomited later in the evening.

Justice John Brockenshire heard that after discovering the fly Mustapha "could not get the fly in the bottle out of his mind."

Mustapha told court he would have nightmares about falling into a ditch face down in water and he could not sleep more than four hours a night.

LOST SENSE OF HUMOUR
He also testified that he lost his sense of humour and became argumentative and edgy.

Mustapha did not see a doctor until January 2002 and told the doctor that his salon clients were "asking what was wrong with him and whether he was OK."

The doctor prescribed anti-depressants to help him relax and sleep.

He was also prescribed stool softeners for constipation which Mustapha attributed to the fact that he used to drink eight glasses of water a day and now drank none.

Since the incident, Mustapha said he was unable to get the image of the fly out of his mind, and often pictured flies walking on animal feces or rotten food and then being in his bottled water.

Prior to the fly incident Mustapha would shower daily, singing while doing so.

Afterward Mustapha would stand in the bathroom contemplating whether to shower or not and would often just get dressed and leave or wipe a cloth under his arms before applying deodorant.

Following therapy Mustapha was able to stick his head under the water so it would not touch his face and later had therapy where he would stand in the dry shower in a bathing suit.

After the incident Mustapha began drinking coffee made with only warm milk and instant coffee but after therapy was able to drink coffee made in the traditional manner.

Mustapha was unable to resume drinking water by itself.

Mustapha's lawyer Pat Ducharme said the case is unique in Canada.

"I found precedence that had to do with people who consumed elements but never a case where someone had seen something in a bottle and developed a severe depression," said Ducharme.

He said the case was successful because of the number of doctors who examined Mustapha.

SEVERE DEPRESSION
"All of them came to the same conclusion that he was suffering from a severe depression because of seeing the fly in the bottle," said Ducharme.

Another contributing factor was that a psychiatrist hired by Culligan examined Mustapha for 10 minutes and deemed his claims bogus, Ducharme said, an assertion that Brockenshire rejected.

Culligan's water distributed in Windsor comes from a plant in Woodstock.

The company testified that it has extensive filtering and purification systems but that flies could enter the so-called "clean room" and enter a bottle before or during its filling.

"I am prepared to accept that the odds against this happening are very high," Brockenshire wrote in his decision.

"However, it should not have happened at all."

Culligan operates water purification companies in more than 90 countries.

The company has 30 days to appeal the decision.

After the incident Mustapha's business at the Radisson, where he spent the majority of his time, suffered greatly.

Mustapha was awarded $80,000 in general damages, past and future special damages of $24,174.58 and past and future economic damages of $237,600.

© The Windsor Star 2005

Friday, May 27, 2005

So I hear that some of the 'Mosque-markets' have got special offers on again.

Buy One get One Free.

Yeah, pray Maghrib and you get Isha chucked in for free straight after. Bargain!

So the combining season seems to be in full swing, people enjoying themselves, joining away, loving the fact that every year, more and more scholars seem to be joining Shaykh Abdullah al-Juday's ranks after his fatwa on its permissibility in these summer months.

Well I say "Boo woo!" to all you lot and say "Yoo hoo!" to Imam al- A'zam Abu Hanifah! Whatta a guy! Whatta madhab!

Ay Na'm!

But don't even think about dissing my man Juday.

Cos' he still be my man and in true Revenge of the Sith fashion, I'm not called a 'Juday Knight' for nothing...

:-)

Thursday, May 26, 2005

The next installment in a truly packed Summer programme for PG is going to be next Sunday insha'Allah.

Be there, or be an orange.


Prophetic Guidance is proud to present a One Day Seminar

“Staying Together, Staying Strong”

Lectures will include:

1. Keeping Together: The Importance of Unity
Dr Usama Hasan (London, UK)

2. Keeping Strong: Can you handle the Fitnah?
Abu Ammar Yasir Qadhi (Houston, USA)

Date: Sunday 5th June, 2005
Time: 1.30pm-6.30pm
Venue: Makki Masjid, 125 Beresford Rd, Longsight, Manchester, UK.
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In honour of all the Scousers - a truly magnificent fluke in undoubtedly one of the best finals ever.

"Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart....."

:-)



Well come on, it can't be worse than them dirty Italians winning and goading us Brits all year about it now could it?

Wednesday, May 25, 2005

All I'm going to say is that this girl be upset.

So think of her and every next wife the next time you try it lads...

(this is actually quite powerful and touching you know...)


The Broken Woman
Fawziyyah al-Khulaywî

Lying in a recovery room in a hospital in Riyadh is a woman paralyzed from the neck down. When asked what happened, she replies: “My husband came to me accompanied by a woman and announced to me that she was his wife.”

“I could not bear it. I ran to the window and hurled myself three stories to the ground.”


Those moments when a husband declares that he has married another woman, they are the most difficult moments in the first wife’s life.

It is a pain that cannot be described.

It is a searing flame that does not subside.

It is a sense of loss, of sinking into an abyss, the depths of which rival the years they had spent together sharing the bitter and the sweet.

For the wife whose husband is, in the whole world, her pillar of strength and only refuge –

He is her kindred heart, her gentle guardian,

The one with whom she shares her joy, her grief,

Who consoles her in her weariness,

Whom she tends to in his distress,

Whom she rushes to when problems get to much for her to bear

And when things get out of hand

She feels joy in embracing his children

And bears the long hours waiting for him.

She prepares food for him with her hands,

And would sacrifice for him her most precious possessions

Because he is her intimate friend in her lonliness,

Her companion in a strange world.

We cannot measure in time the lives they share together – for it is not in days, nor in weeks, nor in months.

Rather, in moments, in breaths.

When a woman gets married, she weaves for herself a special world

Whose morning is her children, her husband, and her home

And whose evening is light and hope.

Her joy is the sight of smiling faces;

Her felicity is peace in her home.

Her sky is not the sky we know

Nor her Earth the one we tread.

It is an inner garden, a timeless joy.

When her husband turns away from her by marrying again, the lofty cloud of dignity that had always sailed high in her sky dissipates and she is left with two choices:

To ask for her freedom and insist upon it,

Or rip her own dignity to shreds, gather up the pieces, and tread hard upon her injuries.

It is the breaking of a woman.

She only breaks because of the disregard for the womanhood within her.

Therefore, do not be surprised by the stories you hear – or think that they are made up – for they are the stories of women struck by the arrows of misfortune and cut by the blade of separation.

One woman prays, turning away from the direction of prayer.

One is given a great sum of money and burns it on the spot.

One of them has her husband tell her the news right before the Tarâwîh prayer in Ramadan – so she goes forth and prays in the ranks of the men.

From the severity of their grief, some women suffer strokes leaving them paralyzed or bereft of one of their five senses.

A woman’s jealousy might drive her to an unpraiseworthy outcome – like murder, for instance – as comes in the following news report:

When she heard the news of her husband’s marriage, there built up inside her a great welling of fury and a desire for revenge. So she began to argue with her husband about it – and she had concealed a knife under her gown – and so, when her husband scoffed at her, she brought out the knife and stabbed him. He dropped down, murdered. She then turned herself in, saying that her great love for her husband compelled her to kill him; she could not permit anyone else – it did not matter who it was – to take him away from her. (al-Yawm Newspaper 11314)

Perhaps from all of this we can see the relevance of the hadîth of the Prophet (peace be upon him) when he left from `Â’ishah’s company one evening.

She says: I felt jealous for him. He came and saw what I was about and said: “What is with you, O Â’ishah, are you feeling jealous?”

I said: “And what is with me? Does one such as me not feel jealous for one such as you?”

He said: “Your devil has come to you.”

I said: “O Messenger of Allah, is there a devil with me?”

He said: “Yes.” I said: “And with you as well, O Messenger of Allah?”

He said: “Yes. But Allah has helped me prevail upon it, so it has submitted.”

[Sahîh Muslim (2815)]

* Fawziyyah al-Khuaywî is a member of the Saudi Academic Society for the Sunnah (taken from Islamtoday.net)

Tuesday, May 24, 2005

This is dedicated to Hood and Abu Abdis-Salam; so guys, how many types of looks do the Fuqaha have? And what category would you like to put this one into Ya Hood...?

;-)

Monday, May 23, 2005

A personal friend has sent me this about 3 hours ago:

Urgent matter:

A 2 year old Muslim girl needs to be adopted within the next 24 hours or she will be lodged into a non-muslim home. This is no joke or chain email, i was contacted by an 'Alim and asked to spread the word.

So, if you can help, or know anyone who can help please ring Molana Sulaiman on
0207 923 1708 or 07747444617 or
sulaimanyusuf@hotmail.com

wa jazakAllah khairun.


Do not doubt the scenario - this is an increasing problem facing Muslims in the UK at the moment and many children have already been taken away from Muslim parents and given to non-Muslims, whether for justifiable reasons or not.

Awareness for the need to adopt Muslim children, especially for those Muslim couples who can't have their own children must be raised and emphasised.

Otherwise we'll all be held accountable - wa nas'alu Allahu al-'Aafiyah.

Thursday, May 19, 2005

A few days spent acclimatising to the Blighty reveals nothing but the ‘same old same old’ score. Depressing news mixed with more cheerful stuff.

Sometimes it’s just sheer bliss to leave your mobile phone off and not have megabyte Net connections, always on, ramming you with constant news and information.

Then again, I’d have missed the greatest 47 minutes you’ll ever spend this year – Galloway was simply phenomenal – here was the very best in session. This is the whole show plus full transcript (unlike that mentioned incorrectly in the comments page) and is well worth saving for a rainy day:

http://www.informationclearinghouse.info/article8869.htm

I had a nice flight back. I was half expecting to be sharing seats with some dirty alcohol swigging paleeteh but was saved when I found I was sitting next to a nice young Pathan lad who turns out to be a professional cricketer on his way to play 2nd class cricket in Yorkshire as an overseas player. Masha’Allah, like a total pair of nerdy geeks, we chatted cricket and Pukhtu (which means Pathan traditions/Pathan way as well as the actual name of the language) until the menu came for lunch and my eyes fell out of my head. Check this:


Look closely with your magnifying glasses at the bottom. It says, "This menu is prepared according to Islamic Principles." (!!)

Subhanallah, can you believe that?

Sigh.

Strangely enough, my spirits have been kept high by a recent spate of photographs of scholars and pseudo-scholars that I’ve received, that I shall be posting soon. Abjad boys – it’s time for tawbah.

;-)

Until then, here is the reason why your page is taking ages to load – a selection of my favourite snaps from my travels throughout my home town of Swat. Enjoy!


The view of my village from our very own mountain, one day to be inherited by me - Insha'Allah!


Our own Indiana Jones bridge in the next village down: 'Chota Kalam'


Look carefully - yes, that IS a kid in the middle of the most craziest and dangerous move ever, trying to cross the Swat River on a rope!


And so the Punjabis said, "Where DOES you water come from then?" :-)


Kalam, early morning


Another bridge in Kalam - cross if you dare...


The beautiful, yet deadly Swat River


Kalam again


Dad's Mosque and Madrassa - Masjid al-Rahmani


Pure wool Salanpur Chadars being made by hand - notice that there is not a single bit of electrical machinery involved


Students relaxing at our latest PG funded Madrassa in Kanju, Swat


Our village, Bara Bandi, from our own garden


Kalam's waterfalls


The road to Kalam


Taken from a bridge, as close to the River as one can possibly get...


Well, except for this close...but this is illegal, thick, haram and stupid close - I wonder who took that one?


Swat at its idyllic best

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Just a few days left in this most beautiful blessed place on Earth - Swat, the Valley of Kings.

Here is just one picture we took on the way back from Kalam in Swat. More on my return back to Blighty and a half decent connection speed...

:-)

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

After mentioning Pakistanis in general, I reckon the Pathans have two specific characteristics which stand out and do them credit: honouring the guest and their respect for Shar'i knowledge.

There's always been a lot of talk between Historians on where exactly the Pathan race originates. I might look into that one day but I don't think it's all that important really although an interesting opinion links them to the origins of the Arabs through Ibrahim ('alayhis-salam).

The reason I reckon that there might be more to this theory than some people would believe is because they share so many characteristics: honouring the guest, a love for war, fighting and all things attached to that, their love for poetry, blood revenge, there tribal systems, the importance on the tribal elder, their pride and stubbornness etc etc.

As for honouring the guest, called milmastya in Pushto (Puhktu) then apart from what is well known amongst people, well put it this way: A Pathan would rather kill himself than have his guest believe anything other than that he has been treated in the very best way possible. And that is no exaggeration whatsoever.

This isn’t exactly a bad trait to be honest is it? Our Deen emphasises this in an incredible way, for example linking it to Faith itself when the Prophet (sallallahu 'alayhi wa sallam) said, "Whosoever believes in Allâh and the Final Day should entertain his guest generously". I wrote something about this chapter once but haven't got a clue where it is – probably back at home actually.

As for the second thing, then it's got to be their reverence for everything to do with the Deen. They show an immense respect for the traditions and rites of Islam, seeking knowledge, Scholars etc, albeit in a rather simple fashion much of them time, but a very sincere fashion have no doubt about it.

Examples of this can be seen all over their general daily lives and the NWFP if you ever visit it. I also wrote the schedules of my cousin brother and cousin sister in their respective Madrassahs here in Swat – you'll be amazed when I eventually find it and post some of the details, the do's and don'ts etc.

Just one little example of the trust and faith they have for the Deen and its people was shown to me today, where I got my baistee done good and proper.

I was sitting in the local Passport office near Mingora in Swat this morning, waiting for some documents and stuff. A typically mental place, sometimes you just have to step back and chill out cos' you know how some of these Paks can really freak you out right?

So anyway, I took my number and sat down on a row of seats out of the way of all the madness and pulled out my pocket Qur'an to do some revision. After a few minutes, I noticed a typical Pathan, old, nice white beard and hat, looking towards my direction 'on the sly' about 10 seats down. About 5 minutes later, I noticed he was now only three seats down. Before I knew it, he was right next to me. Hmm.

I stopped reciting and looked at him. He gave me salams which I returned and then he said, "I've been having a pain in my food tube for a while now but today it was particularly bad – I can hardly breathe. Now it's coming and going and starting to burn as well."

Strange I thought. Why does he think I'm a Doctor? Ok, maybe he's seen my British Passport and reckons that I'm a local working overseas, which means I'm possibly a Doctor or something. Anyway, I'll ask him a few diagnostic questions and see if we can help.

So I asked him a few basic things to which he responded and then he mentioned some medication he was on and other associated problems which started my alarm bells ringing. I better pull out of this I thought.

"Brother, I'm not actually a Doctor you know but I thought I might have been able to help. It does seem though that we'll need to check this out with a proper Doctor here because your other problems concern me, ok?"

The man looked me in the eye and said, "Brother, I know you're not a Doctor. I didn’t come to you seeking medical advice. I just saw you reading and thought you looked like a neyk (holy/blessed) person and I thought I might ask you to make a small du'a for me that Allah has Mercy upon me."

Subhanallah.

Sunday, May 08, 2005

Trying to be as objective as possible, I found two pronounced and excellent characteristics amongst Pakistanis – generosity and patience.

Remember folks, we’re being positive.

As for their generosity then I’ve honestly been hugely impressed masha’Allah. Pakistan is a poor country with millions living in poverty and millions of others just poor – miskeen as we say in Fiqh - i.e. one who doesn’t beg for money but is struggling to make ends meet. But despite this, I’ve witnessed people giving charity at every end of the scale.

For example, I’ve seen hundreds of poor people giving sadaqah to those who are poorer than them in the streets. A truly humbling experience.

Then you see those who are generally ok, such as shop keepers or workers etc, who are constantly giving money to the poor whenever a beggar comes by the shop asking for food or money. This amounts to several times a day.

And then we have the upper class - those native to the country and those overseas Pakistanis. Not to be outdone, many of these people are supporting entire projects, schools, orphans, families etc. With a country such as this, full of oppression and corruption, governed by criminals who have usurped its wealth and resources for their own benefit, one can’t help but feel that our nation has been forced to take on the role of the government in their own private capacities.

Some of these people are literally local dole centres. It reminds me of the Sahabah and others from our Salaf who would be secretly supporting entire communities. The Ahlul Bayt (Hasan and Husayn et al radhy Allahu ‘anhum) were well known for this; as they passed away, it would often bring hundreds of families into poverty as it became clear that the deceased were feeding the mouths of all their neighbours who were living in poverty. Who would provide for such poor dependents in our times now?

In those days, when men were men and the Khilafah was more than just an empty slogan, someone would step in and deal with it.

Nowadays, forget about the Khilafah or the government – we need the descendents and others to step in and fill their fathers’ roles and responsibilities. I emphasise this for I know many elder ‘uncles’ in the UK, who are ‘practising’ and ‘not practising’ Islam, who currently carry out this honourable work of supporting their relatives, local village businesses, paying the debts of their local tribe members, paying their fines (which are often oppressively imposed upon them by the ‘authorities’), providing an education etc etc.

But what worries me is who will take over from these benefactors once they move on to bigger and better places? Their children?

You’re more optimistic than I am if you actually believe that. These sons and daughters are my generation, born and bred in the UK, often Islamically ‘active’ but having quite a disregard for issues ‘back home’ in Pakistan. Many can’t be bothered, not feeling a need as such whereas others would really like to but maybe don’t have the time or the ability to do so. In any case, this must change. We all have to recognise the Shar’i emphasis on maintaining good strong ties with our family members; the Shar’i emphasis on charity ‘starting at home’ i.e. on ones relatives first; recognising that alongside the importance of being active in ones local area, we must keep in mind those abroad in our villages who are far more desperately in need, of financial help in particular.

As for the second trait – patience. Or call it being ‘chilled’. Totally chilled.

Have you seen these Paks when they’re driving? Honestly, every minute is a potential road-rage murder incident – except that these are Paks. They don’t even batter an eye-lid at the other offender, probably because they do the very same and expect the same indifferent response. And they get it to!

This kind of blasé attitude to driving seems to extend to life in general. People seem generally chilled in most things; but be careful not to take the Michael cos’ they can explode if you really freak them out.

I know these traits can be found universally and Paks have much more to offer, but it was these two that caught my eye this time round.

By the way, I’ve heard about the conspiracy that some of you have been hatching to try and take a photo of me in shalwar kameez. Know that such attempts are doomed and will only result in abject failure and humiliation – a baistee for anyone who tries it, and very much a baistee for me if you actually get the picture, La Qaddarallah

;-)

Friday, May 06, 2005

Blair's victory was a forgone conclusion but by reducing his majority and getting a few more 'anti-war' candidates into Parliament, we haven't had too bad a night.

On a personal and community level though, we're over the moon with Patsy Calton's stunning victory in our Cheadle seat, the most marginal in the UK.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/shared/vote2005/html/136.stm

In 2001, she won by guess how many seats?

33.

Yep, 33!

So this time, good work from the guys at CMA lead by Sh Salim al-Astawani seems to have done the trick with our little Muslim minority proving itself to be a real seat-winner. Patsy, a good friend of ours, has always been a supporter of our cause as much as we can see (and Allah knows best) and certainly I'm from the first to offer her my congratulations.

And good ole George seems to have given King a right battering, though shame about Jack Straw.

Can someone get me a nice summarised analysis of the whole election result in terms of for the Paks, cos' 33kbps in the NWFP doesn't allow me that luxury!

Thursday, May 05, 2005

Tawbah tawbah – driving across Pakistan from the NWFP is just too much. I honestly believe I am going to die on each trip!

But at least I had a fantastic result when I got to Islamabad. It’s a great city – ok, so it’s full of pretentious Paks trying a tad too hard to be cool and ‘mawdern’ but then isn’t that all of Pakistan these days? Obviously coming from Swat into the Punjab is a major culture shock but this is the major battleground which the ‘Islamists’ are preparing to take on our dear enlightened Musharraf – the identity of a Pakistani Muslim.

Anyway back to my top result. I was able to meet a scholar of the very highest calibre, a great man who although very old now and weak, still has a most lovely smile – Shaykh ‘Abd al-Ghaffar Hasan the Muhaddith, may Allah preserve him. Not only a great scholar, but he is also the teacher of two of my own teachers, and of course he’s the grandfather of our old Pal Usama Hasan.

So that was a relief (I thought the Shaykh wouldn’t be able to come out and see me) and made it a worthwhile trip, wal-hamdulillah.

Another result was going to the Islamic International University and chatting to a few of the students there. Masha’Allah quite a nice vibe going on underground despite the governmental crackdown on Deen and political discussions.

Also bought a few books from Sa’eed book store. One thing everyone must do when visiting Pak is to look out for expensive Western books or Oxford Press books which have bee re-printed in Pak at mega cheap prices. You always find a few bargains and I’ll review a few of the ones I’ve bought over the coming months insha’Allah.

Now for a few observations over the last week, in a summarised digest form:

- If you’re going to ‘pray like the locals’ as I do, make sure you remember to tell your kid as well. I think the plan went slightly pear-shaped when the locals saw Eesa giving it all the moves. I’ll need to plan it better next time…

- Exactly how much did the Scousers pay the Blues to throw that Semi-Final?

- I think all the talk on moratoriums has got to Shaukat Aziz the Prime Minister. After enjoying Miss Jolie's company today, he now wants Pak ‘Ulema to make ijtihad and call for a moratorium on families. Yep, it seems that the UN and World Bank have left their mark by recruiting him to their population control plan, now trying to stop us Paks producing even more Paks because we have too many people living in poverty. Oh really Mr Aziz? Try establishing some justice and stop stealing the wealth and rights of the poor in this country, and then we’ll see whether ‘family planning’ is the answer. Plum.

- I forgot to tell you guys what Inzamam said when asked, “What was the main reason for the success in India this time?” You know what he said? He said, “This has been the first time that all of us have prayed five times a day, four of those prayers in congregation, except for Dhuhr which we all pray individually.” I’m just dying to know who leads the prayer…

- The latest al-Qa’eda ‘operative’ to be caught seems to have been sold out by the Pathans in Mardan in the NWFP, my wife’s own town. Thinking about my own in-laws then yeah, I think I can relate to that one…(That’s a joke girl, a joke!)

- I’m hoping (and praying) that we get as many pro-Muslim people into Parliament back in Blighty cos’ Blair is going to walk this one. Most of all, I want to be told whether Patsy Calton holds on to Cheadle. One of you guys make sure that I get an immediate text message with the result.

Oh, I’m back and there’s still no change at Fajr. Al-Mujadilah is still going strong…

Tuesday, May 03, 2005

Question: How many Paks can you get on to a ‘Suzuki’?

Answer: As many as you want plus one.

‘Cos there’s always space for another one.

Another thing. Our local Imam has recited Surah al-Mujadilah every single morning in Fajr since the day I arrived. Now what is all that about?

Finally, I’m off to our proud capital tomorrow Islamabad. I’m not looking forward to it because we have to travel over the Malakand Pass when coming from Swat, and the roads are absolutely battered – and I mean battered. Seeing that we’re the land that time forgot plus the fact that none of us Pathans want to pay a single penny in taxes to get them fixed, it seems we’re stuck with this disgrace for the next umpteen years. It means that a 100km journey takes like 3 hours!

Speaking to my uncle, an active player in the ‘Nifazi Shari’at’ movement about why Pathans didn’t pay taxes, lead to quite a passionate response. Basically, it goes like this:

- Musharraf is a dog. A puppy (dog) of the Americans. And a criminal (puppy dog) at that. (I think that’s a bit unfair on canines to be honest…)

- We don’t pay money to dogs

- Criminals take but never give. And he has never given the Pathans anything.

- When the old Wali of Swat was in power up until 1970, everything was ok until the Punjabis took over and dashed any hopes of Pakhtunistan developing.

- And some more ranting and raving about Punjabis and Americans etc…

So that’s that then.

:-)

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