I would like to share those moments of my life which changed my life and aims of life. May be it would become an eye opening material for those who are in favour of west and indian agenda and lifestyle and offcourse “Humanity of these people”. actually i was born in an arabian country named Libya in africa. i spent 9 years of my life there in Libya and i also spent 2 years in UK.
My half family served Pakistan army and there were majors, colonels and captains from our family in army in which two also recieved “Sitara-e-Jurrat” in 1965 Indo-Pak War by General Ayub Khan. but my father was not of them who were in army. he was doing job as a manager in Libya in an Oil Company 28 years ago and he worked in that company for 14 years.
There were many people living of different countries near our house such as of india, Tbangladesh, pakistan, china, japan,libya and sudan. But our area was surrounded by the indians mostly. in which there were a few indian muslim families and rest of them were hindus. All the children of the company employees studied in a Secondary school of that oil company in which there were people of many countries but many were hindus. While living abroad i did not knew so much urdu but english because all teachers of that school were from UK. in these 9 years many occasions came when a large group of Indians, involving some Indian muslim boys also invaded Pakistani children waiting for bus on bus stop and many of them were wounded. But still no serious damage was done in those raids so Pakistani Community did had a lot of anger against their enemies but still did not complained to local police for that. you may say that there were only 5 Pakistani families living near our house there and the rest of area was totally surrounded by about 20 indian families who were often threatening the Pakistani children when they came to the bus stop to go to schools. some bengali boys were also supporting the indians against pakistani children. the age group of the boys of that indian terrorist group was between 16-23. and they were about 20 and on the other hand we were just 7 and were very little to fight against them. even i was 8 at that time. and we just threw stones on that indian group but still we were unable to fight against them because they beat us by bats and sticks and even by iron rods sometimes alongwith some bengali boys without any reason but we could not do any thing.
And at that time i even did not knew about the relationships between pakistan and india and i also not knew that india is the enemy of pakistan but as the time passed i did knew it better
Infact, i just thought that what these indians are doing is just kidding like friends fight against each other. But, lateron, they started to become a serious threat for those children of pakistani community there
Then, a time of serious damages also started when they first attacked me by bricks on my head and caused a serious head injury and bleeding. I was the leader there to fight against that indian group and one day when an indian who was a monitor and elder than me, his name was raju, of about 17 years old of that group. when he started targeting Pakistanis and insulted them infront of teachers and when he insulted me and kicked me then i slapped on his face. but i was just 8 so i could not do even more to handle him who was supported by many indians. a Pakistani friend of mine who was from multan and was also my class fellow. he was also attacked by those enemies but this time it was the end of his life.
One day, i was traveling with him to go to a nearby shop when about 10 indian hindus of that group came with 2 bats, one iron rod and 3 wooden sticks and started to beat us. we have nothing to fight against them but only i had was my iron belt which i took off and also started to attack them with the belt’s side having iron on it. the front side of my belt of iron damaged the head of one of those indian attackers and he tried to run away after being hit by both of us but still they were in large number and clever enough to handle us. because we were only of 7,8 years and they were young.
one of them hit my friend’s head with iron rod and it started bleeding. Others attacked at me with iron rod and sticks. when my freind started to become unconscious then they ran away. he was admitted to hospital in serious situation but at last he died and a police case was also filed. i was also spared by police becoz 4 other libyan men saw them doing this and they also told everything to police.
He was martyred but he did changed my whole life, my whole thoughts, my aims of life. after this incident i decided to take a revenge from them for this and to teach them a lesson by a severe counter attack. But it was my bad luck and enemy’s good luck that we came back finally to Pakistan and my dream of taking a revenge by counter attacking them did not come true. After that at the time of matriculation, I paid full attention to gather information about Indo-Pak conflict and did researches personally on wars and studied about the enemy tactics, because now the aim of my life was not to live for myself, but to live for those brothers and sisters of this nation who are becoming the victim of foreign terrorism on the name of so called talibans. And for that! I wanted to use the Uniform of army or ISI Intelligence Agency. To me! Life is just a name of sacrifice and my life and soul must also be laid down for the purpose for which it is made. My aim of life is to whip these enemies out of this territory whose muslims gave sacrifices on the name of Islam, whose brothers laid down their lives on the name of Islam in 1965 War and in 1947, and whose daughters and mothers sacrificed their blood and honour only for the name of Islam, on the moto “Pakistan Ka Matlab Kia? La Ilaha ILallah”, whose warriors and defenders and poor people ate grass in the battle fields, in the independence days and in Kashmir. whenever i see and read any incident of Pakistani people dying in RAW and CIA attacks as well as in so called molvi’s talibanic attacks on own muslims who even don’t know the teachings of Islam, and when I see my own army killing its own brothers and sisters in northern areas by helping terrorist countries after having sold their imaans and conscious for which they will get dollars, and when I look the situation in sindh and balochistan and NWFP created by traitors of this nation who are the champions of propaganda, and when I see the serious injustices done with other provinces by Punjab from where I myself belong, then i feel as if there are 17 Curore friends of mine, who are being attacked by many enemies either from inside, or outside and all are helpless. And are calling me for help
Are we not ourselves moving towards another Bangladesh Khudanakhuasta? Well! Infact we are today playing a double policy game when at one end we say Indians and Americans our enemies and on the other hand, we also adopt their lifestyle and are very fond of watching their Indian and English moviz and we like Indian actors and actresses and their beauty. Well what is this? Where the true patriotic Islamic Pakistanis have gone who did not sell their conscious and imaan at any cost? Where have those Pakistanis and true muslims gone who were willing to sacrifice themselves and just spent their lives for only their nation and the country? Where those muslims have gone who were willing to drop every drop of blood on the name of Islam and Pakistan? And where those patriotic loyal people have gone and disappeared who were fighting against evil?
From my point of view, before starting the war of the nation first one has to start a war against himself and when he wins the war against himself, then this leads to his victory to the war against enemy and the war for the nation and religion
I do not accept such an army who kills it’s own people for earning dollars nor I accept those ignorant molvis who are doing terrorism against their own muslims by using the name of Islam, and nor I accept any false propaganda of any traitor and enemy by using the name of Taliban or any religious force or party by totally bypassing the enemy actions and terrorism. All these are hypocrites who will be answerable to Allah on Yaum-e-Qyamah. They are unable to see and listen to the screams and cries of innocent poor people of the nation calling for help, they are unable to finish the burning flames who have burnt this country, this nation and the internal imaan of the people of this nation. these are the people who infact could not even touch the starting point of sacrifice because they do not know what is a sacrifice. They just know to take lives of others, their thirst of blood will never finish unless and until they themselves change themselves and come back to the right path after repenting infront of Allah. Now I seriously want to face that enemy, who was spent due to it’s luck and who is a killer of my friend not only my friend, now it’s becoming a full scale war against my own people also and to whip that enemy out of the borders of this motherland and to teach them a lesson is our responsibility so that no one could dare to challenge this nation again!
And I hope that Insha Allah my dream will also soon come true one day and I will also soon be facing and fighting against the real enemies and will be able to see the dead bodies of the enemies lying here and there who have crossed the limits of terrorism and the destination would be an Islamic Republic of Pakistan in true sense and the way to Shahadat!
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