Monthly Archives: July 2013

‘Yes, thank God. I am sorry Mom! I woke you up in the middle of the night.’ he said hoarsely. ‘No need to be sorry! Was it the same dream of fire and destruction?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘I will bring a glass … Continue reading →

Bilal was sitting in his kindergarten class and wanted to run away. He was worried that his teacher was looking at him and would know that Bilal had not done his homework. Yesterday his friends from the neighbourhood had come … Continue reading →

‘Yes sir. Okay, sir.’ The council was happy. They knew it was a very difficult decision for Allah-Yar, for he had fought many wars and was fearless. Today he reluctantly accepted their decision and agreed to take this journey. He … Continue reading →

Iftakher was a young and intelligent man. He wanted to convince Allah-Yar to abandon his house for as long as was needed to do that. ‘Sir! We have to organize and gather our strength. We have to discuss the ways … Continue reading →

Iftakher got up, removed his turban from his head and laid it at the feet of Allah-Yar Khan. According to the custom of the Afghan tribe this was the gesture of unfettered obedience. ‘Sir, I love you like a son … Continue reading →

Iftakher said again, ‘Th is is not the time for confrontation with the enemy. Our time will come and we will teach them a lesson, the Russians are persecuting the faithful of the old regime. Please Malik Sahib, I beseech … Continue reading →

Sardar Allah-Yar was a little less worried after sending his womenfolk out of harm’s way. He called a session of his tribal council, to discuss current affairs and to chalk out the plan for the future. Iftakher Khan was the youngest member of … Continue reading →

After another ten minutes they saw two jeeps coming from the opposite direction. ‘There they are’ one man said. The jeeps stopped near them and two men jumped out, and came towards them. ‘Assalam Alaikum,’one of them greeted Abdullah, in … Continue reading →

Abid was riding behind Abdullah. He was feeling very cold; his hands were getting numb and he was shivering. He cried, ‘Uncle, I am feeling very cold.’ ‘Son, get closer to me and cling to my back firmly and you … Continue reading →