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Even your fire is paradise.

Even your fire is paradise

…salvation did not have to come from the West.

“Physical pain touches only the surface, you must never let it break your spirit.”

…terrorism did not always come with the garb and beard of Taliban…

They were establishing a small Arabistan in the middle of Pakistan.

Wahhabis who wrap themselves in the mantle of Islam.

The sectarian killings were born out of the seeds of the Iranian Revolution and its clash with Saudi Wahhabism, with a dose of provocative zealotry from Zia ul-Haq, still in power thanks to his 1985 referendum appointing him as the upholder of the country’s piety.

Where are the Arabs?… Who shall remove the stain of shame from my forehead?

A weak state was both a blessing and a curse.

It was always the women of Pakistan who gave the dictator the most grief.

There was something so extraordinary about 1979, with its cascade of events from the ayatollah in Tehran to the fake messiah in Mecca, from massacres in Aleppo to executions in Islamabad., that to some it felt as if the sky were falling to earth.

Piety had become exhibitionism, a competition

A futureless past is a state of inertia and stagnation while a past less future is alien and vacuous.

This is the juice of a sick mind.

Palestinians felt they were being made to atone for Europe’s sun of the Holocaust by sacrificing their own home land.

I have words harsher than bullets…