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Wali Khan Amin Shah: December 24, 2011 (Flashback!)


FLASHBACK: 24 DEC 2011


Bismillah,

As a young lad I went to northern Pakistan to help the Afghan people in their struggle, in a small and quite town that used to be the capital of the kingdom of Chitral, I walked down the street from the house where we had our office toward the bazaar in order to buy some grocery, the whole town is on a hill and the streets wind up and down, you don’t find any kind of public transportation and most people walk , I loved the weather there because it was cold and the air was so fresh that I didn’t need coffee to feel alert , all I used to need was to step out and breath!! I was there as a part of a team that was given the task of monitoring the caravans of horses, mules and donkeys as they enter the border between Afghanistan and Pakistan, each caravan consisted of thousands of animals!!

Near the border the bank of a beautiful river was my favorite spot, I used to buy my self couple “Nans”(local bread) and eat them after dipping them in the ice cold water, when I finish my job a driver used to take me back to Chitral, in the road I used to listen to the armed guards and the guide as they tell me about the area, the area is rich in history, some locals clamed to be the descendants of the soldiers of Alexander ( known as the Great) who passed through the area during his conquest of Asia, I saw some tribes who were still worshiping Idols in a largely Muslim country, their areas are very mountainous and the roads used to be accessible only in summer.

I used to walk in Chitral to a flat grassy field where I used to watch games of polo, horses were flown by airplanes from all over Pakistan to compete in the championship, there were no stadium or any fences and I used to watch for free!!! The region was an earthquake zone, we used to experience several small shocks a day and the stone walls bare the marks of larger quakes.

One day there, I told the cook to buy us a rooster, not to eat it (: , but to wake us before down!! It was winter and I was waiting to hear the call of the rooster all night long , I couldn’t sleep well because I was waiting!! But no call came at all, after we prayed the Fajr, and the sun came up I went out looking for the rooster, I found it sleeping!! I tried to shake it and it started calling!! Of course we found another use for it!!

While we were in Chitral an old man by the side of the road was selling some kind of sweets, when he heard the brothers (who were from Medina) he spoke to them in Arabic!! They were very surprised because the old man spoke in the dialect of Medina while he looked just like an old chitrali sweet seller.

The man’s story was very interesting to us, as a twenty something he was still in Medina when a King from Chitral came for Hajj then visited the Masjid of the Prophet (peace be upon him), the King of the small kingdom wanted to hire a teacher for his children from Medina some one who is willing to travel to the little known Kingdom of Chitral, the young man agrees to go and his strange story begins.

The whole region in the foot hills of the Himalaya was a chess board for the two super powers, The British and The Russians who wanted to check each other in the 19th century and early 20th century, in the so called “Great Game”, Chitral was one of the places where battles were fought in that Game, when the World War II ended and India and Pakistan was about to be born as new nations, Chitral was an independent Kingdom, the young teacher lived in the palace and was doing well, until the whole Kingdom was absorbed into Pakistan, the King became a regular guy and the teacher, now married, became a poor guy surviving by selling sweets, his children were adults but none of them spoke Arabic and he hadn’t heard of any of his family back in Medina in more than fourty years.

The brothers promised to help the old man visit Medina after all these years !! imagine the shock when he sees the transformation that took place in his absence, this was in the 1985 and he was , I was told able to visit after few years.

As a young man it never occurred to me that I my self could end up away from Medina for decades, now I see the years fly and I am 2 years shy of my 30th year away from Home!!

To be conintuied…

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As-salamu alykum,

I have a bit of good news, yesterday I visited the hearing specialist and received a good hearing aid!!

I am able to hear better now, today I took it ( the hearing aide) in a test drive (: , out side and actually I heard ( although not clearly) the announcement over the loud speaker that is inside the building!! the windows are closed so to hear anything at all is a huge thing for me, also I asked my younger neighbor to walk next to me and speak in a low voice while he is to my left, he did that and I was able to understand him, before I used to ask him to be to my right always and to speak up specially when we walk outside, we enjoy walking out for hours back and forth and I used to have hard time hearing, the hearing aide is said to have many new technologies like noise reduction and it is fully programmable to help me hear things other old hearing aides were unable to, they said it can detect a use of phone and adjust accordingly, I will see if I call after two weeks by the will of Allah, I lost my appeal to reduce the phone restriction time, so my chance to call comes at January 8 /2012.

I will write again soon, I hope that all of you are fine, it is Saturday December 24 2011, 9:15 pm and in few minutes they will lock us behind the grill away from the computer so it is time to say salamu alykum, please share it with my family may Allah reward you.

Osama Haidar.


http://aseerun.org/2011/12/24/wali-khan ... flashback/

Phenomenal... this kids story is something else. I'll post more of these FLASHBACKS later... just amazing.

Scimi

EDIT: here's more -

FLASHBACK: 03 Jan 2012


Asalaamu alaykum wa Rahmatullah wa barakaatuh

Bismillah,

During the spring and summer I was busy monitoring the departure of large caravans from “garm chishmah” (the hot spring), I wrote many notes to the headquarters in Peshawar so the Afghan Organizations can get the money that was promised to them when they transport the material from the border into Afghanistan, I was young and struggling to learn the Farsi language, but because they needed my notes, the Afghans used to deal with me on equal terms!!

Some of them were very high ranking in their huge organizations like the Jami’yat , I didn’t choose to be there doing that kind of work but agreed to do it when asked by the elders, but the winter was taking over and the mountain passes were getting blocked one after the other and no self respecting Afghan would start a journey in such weather, especially in the ”Hindo koosh”.


To travel to Chitral we used to go by air, in small planes of the PIA , because it was the only way in winter, the other way is always available (hiking on foot, to climb Lori kohtal in ten hours), I always preferred the airplane, but that winter I failed to book a head of time, so I had to go on foot. When I made it back to Peshawar I found my friends mourning one of our brothers who was basically doing similar things, monitoring caravans and paying for the transporters at a different border point, the brother was very liked and despite being very heavy he was very active, he was shot by robbers who ambushed his jeep after a withdrawing large amount of cash to pay for the transporters.


My arrival in Peshawar was tolerated first by the manager but soon I was told to go back to my post!! I told them there is nothing to do there in the winter, but they didn’t like my reasoning, so they found two brothers who were willing to go there and wait for the snow to melt (: , in that region it meant six months or more. I was asked to accompany the two brothers to Chitral and to show them around, I agreed. In that age travel was my daily bread!! The two brothers were way more settled than me, both were over 40, married and had children back at home, for them I was a wild 20 something trouble maker!!


When I took them to the house it was covered with a foot of snow, they were told to be careful and not to spend more than the bare minimum!! They took that literally and refused to buy fire wood!! I told them that in order to survive here they needed to eat well and stay warm, but they were feeling guilty and refused, I did my part and wanted to leave as soon as possible, but the weather didn’t help, so I was delayed for few days. The brothers were from Arabia and East Africa and didn’t take well to the high altitude and cold, I felt bad for them but part of me was saying “didn’t I tell you?”.


The brothers were very simple and spent their time reciting Qur’an and learning while happy to obey the orders given to them from Peshawar, that didn’t make sense to me but I admired their sincerity, and they started to change their opinion of me, one of them declared that he didn’t know how or why, but he started to like me, the other one agreed. They were told that I was unruly and that I didn’t obey orders and that’s why they had their initial reservation, but I think that I started make sense to them (; .


Chitral was part of Pakistan but it was vey remote and different than the rest of the country, there even banana (the most abundant fruit in Pakistan) was a novelty, I remember that we used to put banana on the burning charcoals to thaw them enough so we can skin them!!
The brothers were very good in manners and I felt that they were like my elder brothers, but soon I had to leave to Peshawar so I could take the spot of our brother who was killed earlier, my new post was on a less remote area, because of the ambush we decided not to risk having cash around so I only was to send notes and not to give any cash and I was not to stay there but only travel on a case by case basis.


I used to blend in very well after learning a little Pashto and Farsi, I spoke Uzbick language and put it to use with some Uzbick commanders from the north of Afghanistan, I used to marvel at the mountains knowing that my father passed through them with his small family some thirty years ago.
To be continued…
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As-salamu alykum, please share this with my family if you can, here they called us to go behind the grills for the day, it is 9:26 pm, so I have to say salamu alykum.


- Wali Khan
(may Allah free him)

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EDIT:

FLASHBACK: 04 JAN 2012


As-salamu alykum,

I still have four more days before my phone restriction ends, I don’t know why things still very slow here, but I hope soon things will change and I will get some news from my family, I finally got some batteries for the hearing aid, and it is good to hear again!!


The weather is alternating between cold and warm, but doesn’t stay one way or the other for long, our brothers in the SHU are not requesting recreation at all!! It is some times easier to just go to sleep in the morning and miss the recreation while in the Hole, I didn’t have outside recreation from 1996 to early 2001 and then again from 2002 to late 2004, after that I was able to get few hours of fresh air a week.


I didn’t turn down any opportunity to get any fresh air, here alhmdulliah we can walk out and get as much as we want of fresh air, I am worried that the brothers in the SHU will be there for some time and it is extremely important to keep high morale in the Hole, without fresh air and some sun I think it will take its toll on them, may Allah help us all.


I just fixed myself a cup of coffee and am heading out to walk a little. My younger neighbor injured his wrist and we didn’t play any volleyball for five days, even the walk we used to have outside is hurting him because of the cold, I will give him a week or so and he will be back asking for a match.
I will write tomorrow by the will of Allah, so far I got no e-mails or snail-mail, salamu alykum.


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FLASHBACK: 09 JAN 2012


As-salamu alykum, I been have busy and unable to sit to write these days, the weather is very unseasonably warm and inside it is very hot!!!


I heard a good news, that a brother who been in the SHU for more than a month might come out to join us again, I ask Allah to make easy on all brothers who are in solitary confinement every where in the world, I also called home on Sunday and today too, I heard that my son was hit by a car but thanks to Allah only injured his foot, his leg is in cast now and that means he will not be able to go to work for couple of weeks, I felt bad because I wasn’t able to speak to him because he is deaf, we are requesting the prison authorities to allow us to get video visits so those of us who don’t have families here or their families are very far and can’t visit will be able to see their families via video, so far the brothers are fighting in the court under the civil law to get that but it is very hard to go to court in civil law suits here, a case can drag on for seven or eight years and it costs too much to maintain the case.


I hope that our little community here gets some new good brothers, we didn’t get a new addition in a while, the brothers are everywhere and some have nowhere else but this unit, every time the unit gets a good brother we feel a little bit of change in the community, some are stuck here for over three years, I have been in this unit for two years, and when we get a new brother we feel new energy.


The different backgrounds and diverse origins is a double edge sword, I say despite the huge differences we managed to sail a relatively smooth voyage so far, our main obstacle is the ban by the authority on any good and positive activity, for example it is ok to come together to play cards and shout and scream or even curse one another but not ok to gather to learn a good thing!!


The whole USA policy on Islamic learning is misguided, they think that more Islamic knowledge leads to violence when it is the opposite, only people with little knowledge are putting this planet in danger, separating the knowledgeable people from the young and knowledgeable is the reason of the chaos, sometimes I say to myself maybe that is by design!! Sometimes I see evidence that it is bad advice that is causing these people to implement such foolish policies.
I got a beautifully hand written letter about the meaning of the “shahada” (There is no god worthy of worship but Allah), I say thank you and may Allah reward you for the reminder. I have to go now, please share this message with my family if possible, salamu alykum.


EDIT:

FLASHBACK: 17 JAN 2012 (WALIMA)


As-salamu alykum, it is 8:26 am, the yard is closed because of the stormy weather and the program area is closed too, that means I have nothing better to do than bothering you guys!! I am still waiting to get any e-mail from someone!!


Anyway I know you all are busy, so let my type and hope some body is going to read and remember me in his or her dua’ , I want to say that last night the weather outside was so beautiful and we played volleyball 3×3 , the games was very strong, the other team had two good players who used to play in clubs before coming to prison, on my side I was playing with two young, full of energy but untrained brothers, in here volleyball is almost a game [exclusively] for Muslim brothers; the non-Muslim inmates don’t like to play it, with an exception of some non-American inmates from Latin America.


I guess volleyball is not popular in the USA, I was trying to see what sport they like and found that they like American football that is so alien to me that I couldn’t relate to it at all, they are so violent and a team can be fifty or more players who can get in and out without limit!! They play burst of 10 seconds or less then stop and start over while wearing their armors (: .


Yesterday when I wanted to make some sweets for the Muslims after hearing that the marriage contract of my daughter was done on Saturday, I struggled to get the ingredients because I am still on commissary restriction, I wanted the brothers to share with me my happy moment but I had very limited items to make a pastry, so here’s what I did:


I mixed peanut-butter and honey and some hot water until it became smooth then added some mixed nuts. Then worked on the cake. I used oatmeal that is sold with flavors like cinnamon, apple or maple sugar, I poured hot water and mixed it with regular rolled oatmeal and peanut butter then added the little chocolate cookies that I have, after kneading it for an hour, I baked it for 10 minutes in the microwave oven, after that I put the smooth honey-peanut butter- mixed nuts on top of the cake and used the plastic knife to cut it into pieces, then I let it cool down, Alhamdulillah it was good and everyone ate and they liked it too (: .


I am still waiting for the white robe that I was trying to buy from the outside via special order, I thought that they
took the money but they didn’t, they just froze it so I can’t used until they complete the purchase. This is what is going on in our world at this time, what is going on out there?


I have to go now, Salamu alykum.


EDIT:

FLASHBACK: 22 JAN 2012


Asalaamu alaykum wa rahmatullah wa barakaatuh

Bismillah

In the mid 1980s I was helping the Afghan people against the soviets. I was doing many things at once: anything that could help the struggle was on my menu as long as it was not against Islamic teachings. One such thing was to help set [up] schools in refugee camps; to do so, I was traveling all over the North West Agency that borders Afghanistan to inspect the conditions and write recommendations for materials to be given to the organizations which ran the schools.

Also, I used to buy books and school supplies for the schools; these trips allowed me to learn a great deal about the region and the tribes and their customs. I enjoyed the beauty of Swat valley and the breathtakingly clear rivers of Kalam and Droosh. I spent time in Malak and lingered in Bahreen (an area where two rivers meet and converge). I used to accept the trip if I had nothing else to do at that time and a driver with good knowledge of the area was always with me. Some places were so exotic that I used to take my time admiring the whole scene; the only problem for me was the food, so I used to keep it simple: Don’t eat anything or eat only familiar things!!! My time in Peshawar was usually short and I used to hang out with a group of brothers who came there from all over the globe. We used to go to local restaurants and sometimes these restaurants opened only after midnight!!! Because they functioned as butcher shops during the day, and after midnight, they offered Kebab and Curry with freshly baked Nan.

I used to move a lot so I didn’t have a fixed address, but some friends used to offer me a room, sometimes in an office building or a villa. I used to keep my belongings in bags so I could move quickly. In one of such jobs, I was going to buy some mules, horses and donkeys to give to the Afghans who were to use them as pack animals to transport all kinds of materials to the fronts. But this time I had company; a brother was coming with me to help out. The brother was a very good person that I met few weeks before and he had one of the most interesting stories I ever heard: he was raised in Paris as a secular and almost knew nothing about any religion. His mother was a very strong figure in his north African country, so she wanted him to be educated and cultured in the western way of life.

Abdurrahman, as he was called among the brothers, was a twenty something lad who was sick when I met him. I noticed that he was very keen to follow the sunnah of the Prophet peace be up on him. I also noticed that the brothers didn’t like to sleep any where near him!! They said they just felt that a heavy thing on their chest whenever they went to sleep in the same room with him. I didn’t really care much because I always had nightmares and I was used to these kind of feelings. We became friends and he started telling his story. He said that he always felt that he wasn’t alone in his room back in France, so after many researches, he tried to put the pen to the paper and see if he can get whoever is there with him to answer his questions!!

As he held the pen loosely on the paper and started asking, an unseen force used the pen in his fingers to write the answer to his inquiry. Soon they were exchanging information on daily basis. Then one thing led to another and the subject of religion came up; he was told about the major religions and of course Islam was the religion that got his attention. Soon he was practicing Islam by the help of these “Jinns”!! The thing that caught our attention about him was that most of his dreams used to come true in very short time!!
Time and time again he related to us a dream, and we paid attention to the details, and we were blown away with the accuracy. He was of course aware of the Hadeeth that says the most truthful amongst you in his speech is the most truthful in his dreams: meaning that a person who tells the truth at all times will see dreams that will come to be true.

The brothers were always waiting to hear what the brother will say in the morning. Sometimes he said nothing and sometimes told us his latest dream. One day he told us that he saw one of our brothers fall on his face and return!! The brother in the dream was joining a caravan into the North provinces of Afghanistan; the caravan was leaving from Chitral, and we were in Peshawar where the chances of communication were very low. I knew the Chitral area very well, especially the remote area of Garm Chashmah where the journey starts. Because the brother left us more than a week ago, we thought that he would be on his way to the North, but after Abdurrhman’s dream we were not so sure.

The day after we were told about the dream, someone rang the bell while we were having our breakfast. It was the brother in the dream. He told us how he fell and couldn’t carry on with the caravan. When he was left behind by the fast traveling caravan, he had to travel back to Peshawar. This was very unusual thing: anybody traveling to the North during that time used to take long time in preparation as the brother did, and the caravans don’t make the journey regularly, so most of the time the brothers take extra measures to be ready and endure to complete the journey. The brother in the dream was in very good shape and known for his determination, so when we saw that, we knew that it was a true dream. Many other dreams made us nervous; we were living on the edge, some were [even] told about a dream that they might die!!! The dreams were sometimes more complex, two events woven into one, both come true but in two different places!!

I was going and coming like before, but anytime I got a chance, I used to ask about the latest dreams. Alas, the Brother’s strong mother came to Pakistan with her Government’s power and was looking for her son. The Pakistani government put pressure on the brothers and someone lied to Abdurrhman to bring him to a house where his mother and many officials were waiting. They took him away. I felt bad for him because he didn’t want to go back. I didn’t like how he was set up, but my life went on. I always remembered him and his dreams.


EDIT:

FLASHBACK: 18 JAN 2012


Wali Khan Amin Shah: January 18, 2012 (Day Off)

18
JAN
As-salamu alykum, it is 2 pm, I didn’t go out today at all, I was resting my foot after yesterday’s volleyball games, I was blocking a spike when my foot twisted on my way down from the jump!! The concrete floor is not that even and very unforgiving (: .

The brothers helped me out and we put the foot on ice for twenty minutes then again for ten minutes to stop swelling and it worked, Alhamdulillah. It is better today I just wanted a day off (: . The brothers joked that I shouldn’t limp my way into the feast or “Walima” for my daughter’s marriage!! The “walima” was scheduled for today, of course I have noway to know what happened until I call tomorrow or get an e-mail, but I don’t think that anybody is going to remember to e-mail me now , I can imagine all that they are going through with all the guests and the aftermath of the “Walima”.

I came to check the computer to see what is new then said why not write a short message to let them know I am still here (: .I will go back to my cell now, the weather is good it is not hot inside and a cup of tea is called for!! I leave you guys in the care of Allah, salamu alykum.

____________

Wa'alaykum Salaam my brother.

Scimi


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His stories are amazing Masha'Allah. Here are some, very enjoyable to read:

Wali Khan Amin Shah: January 22, 2012 (Flashback)

22
JAN
Bismillah

In the mid 1980s I was helping the Afghan people against the soviets. I was doing many things at once: anything that could help the struggle was on my menu as long as it was not against Islamic teachings. One such thing was to help set [up] schools in refugee camps; to do so, I was traveling all over the North West Agency that borders Afghanistan to inspect the conditions and write recommendations for materials to be given to the organizations which ran the schools.

Also, I used to buy books and school supplies for the schools; these trips allowed me to learn a great deal about the region and the tribes and their customs. I enjoyed the beauty of Swat valley and the breathtakingly clear rivers of Kalam and Droosh. I spent time in Malak and lingered in Bahreen (an area where two rivers meet and converge). I used to accept the trip if I had nothing else to do at that time and a driver with good knowledge of the area was always with me. Some places were so exotic that I used to take my time admiring the whole scene; the only problem for me was the food, so I used to keep it simple: Don’t eat anything or eat only familiar things!!! My time in Peshawar was usually short and I used to hang out with a group of brothers who came there from all over the globe. We used to go to local restaurants and sometimes these restaurants opened only after midnight!!! Because they functioned as butcher shops during the day, and after midnight, they offered Kebab and Curry with freshly baked Nan.

I used to move a lot so I didn’t have a fixed address, but some friends used to offer me a room, sometimes in an office building or a villa. I used to keep my belongings in bags so I could move quickly. In one of such jobs, I was going to buy some mules, horses and donkeys to give to the Afghans who were to use them as pack animals to transport all kinds of materials to the fronts. But this time I had company; a brother was coming with me to help out. The brother was a very good person that I met few weeks before and he had one of the most interesting stories I ever heard: he was raised in Paris as a secular and almost knew nothing about any religion. His mother was a very strong figure in his north African country, so she wanted him to be educated and cultured in the western way of life.

Abdurrahman, as he was called among the brothers, was a twenty something lad who was sick when I met him. I noticed that he was very keen to follow the sunnah of the Prophet peace be up on him. I also noticed that the brothers didn’t like to sleep any where near him!! They said they just felt that a heavy thing on their chest whenever they went to sleep in the same room with him. I didn’t really care much because I always had nightmares and I was used to these kind of feelings. We became friends and he started telling his story. He said that he always felt that he wasn’t alone in his room back in France, so after many researches, he tried to put the pen to the paper and see if he can get whoever is there with him to answer his questions!!

As he held the pen loosely on the paper and started asking, an unseen force used the pen in his fingers to write the answer to his inquiry. Soon they were exchanging information on daily basis. Then one thing led to another and the subject of religion came up; he was told about the major religions and of course Islam was the religion that got his attention. Soon he was practicing Islam by the help of these “Jinns”!! The thing that caught our attention about him was that most of his dreams used to come true in very short time!!

Time and time again he related to us a dream, and we paid attention to the details, and we were blown away with the accuracy. He was of course aware of the Hadeeth that says the most truthful amongst you in his speech is the most truthful in his dreams: meaning that a person who tells the truth at all times will see dreams that will come to be true.

The brothers were always waiting to hear what the brother will say in the morning. Sometimes he said nothing and sometimes told us his latest dream. One day he told us that he saw one of our brothers fall on his face and return!! The brother in the dream was joining a caravan into the North provinces of Afghanistan; the caravan was leaving from Chitral, and we were in Peshawar where the chances of communication were very low. I knew the Chitral area very well, especially the remote area of Garm Chashmah where the journey starts. Because the brother left us more than a week ago, we thought that he would be on his way to the North, but after Abdurrhman’s dream we were not so sure.

The day after we were told about the dream, someone rang the bell while we were having our breakfast. It was the brother in the dream. He told us how he fell and couldn’t carry on with the caravan. When he was left behind by the fast traveling caravan, he had to travel back to Peshawar. This was very unusual thing: anybody traveling to the North during that time used to take long time in preparation as the brother did, and the caravans don’t make the journey regularly, so most of the time the brothers take extra measures to be ready and endure to complete the journey. The brother in the dream was in very good shape and known for his determination, so when we saw that, we knew that it was a true dream. Many other dreams made us nervous; we were living on the edge, some were [even] told about a dream that they might die!!! The dreams were sometimes more complex, two events woven into one, both come true but in two different places!!

I was going and coming like before, but anytime I got a chance, I used to ask about the latest dreams. Alas, the Brother’s strong mother came to Pakistan with her Government’s power and was looking for her son. The Pakistani government put pressure on the brothers and someone lied to Abdurrhman to bring him to a house where his mother and many officials were waiting. They took him away. I felt bad for him because he didn’t want to go back. I didn’t like how he was set up, but my life went on. I always remembered him and his dreams.

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Wali Khan Amin Shah: February 27, 2012 (Flashback!)

27
FEB
Bismillah,

My class mate from middle school was very frail and his father was very strict about his time outside their home, we became good friends in high school where both of us took part in the Islamic group that was tolerated by the school, we were having many activities like camping in the outdoors north of Medina, some times we used the ground of the school to have weekend camp (weekend was Thursday and Friday, not Saturday and Sunday!!).

Most of us were in the scout movement too, for my friend that was a major problem, in Saudi Arabia at that time the scout movement used to have a very bad reputation, so it was difficult for him to convince his father about joining the scout movement, but finally he did. I was proud of him and always encouraged him to be more outgoing, for me it was not at the beginning that difficult to go around since my parents were both very tolerant and they trusted the Islamic movement that was flourishing back then, by government encouragement, so I always wanted my friend to have same level of freedom that I enjoyed.

We used to go to the holy Masjid of the Prophet Mohammad peace be upon him, to pray the Fajr prayer, so we used to wake up early and wake any one who is not up yet before the call for the Fajr, after the prayer we used to go to school then after the first 3 classes we used to gather in the prayer area in the school during the thirty minutes between the classes, we used to sit around learning ahadeeth while some prepared the tea and breakfast (beans that we call fool , humus and cheese that is eaten with flat bread).

Many of the sixty or so members of the Islamic group (out of 800 students) used to pray the four Rak’ah voluntary prayer before joining the circle, Mondays and Thursdays we used to fast and gather at sun set at school to break our fast and have some entertainments, like plays or Nasheeds.

The three years I spent in the high school were short but very full of activities, in the last year I was no longer studying but only coming to the school after everyone was leaving (: . When I went to Afghanistan I missed my friend a lot, he managed to go too but his father came after him and managed to take him back, he was back in the high school trying to calm down the situation, before trying again!!

But I almost gave up on him coming back, his father took away his passport and he wasn’t allowed to get a new one without his parents consent. I went ahead trying to serve as best as I could, many of my school mates who were in the Islamic group showed up at some time or the other, some came in the holidays or during the summer, few of them stayed, one of them was wounded and I was helping him, we stayed in a house in Peshawar where the few wounded among the Arab volunteers were kept.

One day I heard some noise and saw a young man standing in the front door, next to him was a wounded man, we made room for them in the house, the young man and I were both helping our wounded friends, after a few weeks, the two wounded became friends and the young man and I became friends too!!

The wounded brothers became less dependant on us, so we were free to go do something useful, we decided to go back to Afghanistan. The area we were visiting was very tough to reach, so we needed some guide, we went to the border and asked the local office of the Afghani organizations to send us to the area recently attacked by the Russians, and we were told to join a group of men who were going there.

My new friend was from the tiny state of Bahrain in the Persian gulf, he started to relate to me his story as we made our way up the mountains of Konar province in the eastern Afghanistan, at first the weather was fogy and on the cold side, the men we were following took a plastic bag and filled it with cooked rice and some boiled mutton (sheep’s meat), about two hours after we started the difficult climb the Afghan who was carrying the bag called us and wanted to give us our share, we looked around and saw that the other men got their share in their two hands, literally!!

They just opened their palms and the man put the rice on their palms and they started eating it from their palms, I thought that I saw it all before I saw that, now we quickly did exactly as they were doing, the rice was almost frozen, unsalted boiled rice, then we got our share of the mutton, we looked at the men to see what were they doing with their meat, they were doing some thing I never considered before, they put the meat in their pockets!! Just like that unwrapped cooked meat in the pocket, but my new friend and I were quick study , we just put the meat in our pockets and moved on.

The climb was getting tougher by the hour, and as the afternoon brought some bone chilling wind and snow we were struggling to keep up with these mountain goats in disguise (: . At midnight we made it to the peak!! The last hundred meters were covered with frozen ice, the men started chewing into the tennis ball size meat that we put in our pockets, so we understood that they are preparing to push it to the limit!! As I was trying to carve anything out of my boney portion of meat, my friend from Bahrain was calm and quiet, doing the same and not failing to smile toward me, I liked his endurance so far, he was fit and not younger than me by much, but he had quite a story to tell.

His father was a wealthy businessman and his family was from the Sunni Arabs who trace their roots to Najd the central province of Arabia, he was living in the old house by the sea shore learning from his father the stories of the old times and learning the customs of the true Arabian hospitality, pouring the Arabian coffee to the frequent visitors to their house in the afternoons.

[His name was] Ibrahim, [he] had a friend who was newly joined in the military and they used to sit down near the sea fishing or around a fire at night, they picked up smoking to look tough!! They listened to Bob Marley songs looking for something important to do with their lives!!

One day Ibrahim told his friend about the news from Afghanistan, they shook their heads, one of them said lets go and help them!! The other said yes, one of them said whoever breaks his pledge is not a MAN!!
They knew next to nothing about Afghanistan, they thought that the Russians invaded the country and the government of Afghanistan was fighting back!!

They ran away from their families and from the military and made it to Pakistan, in Karachi they spent a week and found some of their countrymen in training with the Pakistani Navy. After a long journey by the train to Lahore they reached the end of the rope!! They didn’t have a clue where to go next.

One day at the market they heard someone speaking in Farsi!! They asked him how come you speak Farsi? He said he is an Afghan!! They made it into Afghanistan with a group of fighters and some Arab volunteers, then in Logar province they were face to face with the Russian special forces!!

The mud walled compound they hid in was under siege and the fighting was ragging when Ibrahim’s friend was shot in the hand, their Afghan leader was killed along with many of his fighters, the rounds were coming from all directions and then the helicopters were over their heads.

An Arab fighter dug a fox hole under a wall and led Ibrahim and his wounded friend along with the remaining fighters to safety as the helicopters hovered above and the Russians ducked down to avoid the friendly fire!!
Just like that Allah saved them from the almost certain death, after walking for weeks they both made it to Peshawar where we met!!

As we moved to climb down we saw the Afghans putting all they have in a large sheet and after tying it they threw it down!! It was very clear to me that if they did it there must be very good reason for it, looking down I saw an elderly women climbing toward us with her cow!! I was shocked to see her there in the middle of the night, the fighters started to climb down falling down more than once in every step!!

Some how we made it down, my friend and I falling many times on the ice, we were not wearing any special boots and the Afghans were in plastic shoes!! We found from them that we were to go on without them (:
So we were told to follow a boy who would show us how to go to Shigal Valley!!

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Wali Khan Amin Shah: February 29, 2012 (Flashback!)

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Bismillah,

As we followed the little boy through the valleys we realized that he was very annoying!! The boy was carrying a sack full of flour on his back, so he was slow and we took turns helping him, when he was carrying the sack he was quiet and not bothering us that much, but after we started helping him he showed us his other side!! We [were] supposed to be going secretly so no one would take notice, but this boy was a portable radio station!!

In every turn he announces that Arabs are traveling with him to Shegal valley!! We tried to convince him not to say anything, he would keep his mouth shut for half an hour then burst again unable to control himself. No secret ever kept in Afghanistan!! This fact is learned the hard way by all who visit or invade the country!! Our journey took us to a very isolated area where a man lived with his family in a little house built from stones, his sheep were kept at night on the roof of the house!!

To get them up there we saw him carry them one by one while climbing a trunk of a tree that he propped against the house, the trunk was cut to be like a ladder, a very crude one, he later brought all of his sheep down to make a room for his two guests!! Yes for us!! We spent the night on the roof cushioned by the layers of manure and a sheep’s skin, it was below freezing, it was so cold that we were unable to move to make Fajr prayer, we watched the sky turn from dark to light and encouraged each other to get up and pray!! After many days of walking and little sleep and living on corn bread, we were almost starving, but the boy was still not done with us!!

He started taking us around to deliver his load and gossip or pick up news from here and there, we demanded to be shown the way to the Shegal valley, but we were unable to know for sure what the boy was up too!! They all were the tribesmen of his clan and those valleys were his backyard!! Two days more and then we were told by some people in the area that we can just walk in this direction and we will come face to face with local fighters, and we were on our own!!

We did exactly that and found that we were actually crossing communist controlled area!! After we behaved calmly and made it into the new valley, we did meet some fighters who we recognized as real Islamic group because we saw that they were Islamicly educated and were practicing the Sunnah, some using the “siwak” and others were wearing the black eye powder “Kohol”, we were relieved to see them.

Later when we reached our destination, we fell under suspicion!! They were not sure how we reached them from that direction, the leader was not convinced that we made [it] on our own, he was thinking we might be spies!! Thanks to Allah, we met there some of the Arab brothers who were very close friends and they managed to calm the leader. The leader was just being careful, after all just few days before our arrival the Russian special forces raided their area and killed a dozen or so of his fighters.

The blood of the killed Russians was still visible next to the landing area of the helicopters that recovered their bodies, we were able to win him over and we were welcomed in the valley. I learned a lot about Ibrahim in few weeks, and we became good friends, little I knew that we would travel long journeys together later, and I never thought that I would be the one who will put him in his grave after a heroic life in the battlefield, but that will be a whole different story, may Allah accept him and forgive me and grant me the chance to see him hereafter, amen.

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Wali Khan Amin Shah: April 23, 2012 (Flashback: A Dream that Came True)

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I was in Peshawar, and I saw a dream; a very short one. In my dream I was standing over the body of a shaheed that was wrapped in a white shroud. A wound was clear in his forehead. We were in a room with a little light, people were coming to see the shaheed, and I was looking but not taking part in the whole Janaza. I knew the brother who was in the dream, so when I saw him I told him about it and then forgot all about it!!

I went back to Afghanistan. We were fighting in the outskirts of Jalal Abad, and I was leading a group of fighters. Our mission was to be a light and mobile force, always sneaking behind the frontlines. It was very dangerous so very few would venture there. The brother who I saw in the dream was a teacher, so he wasn’t the type that I expected in such a place.

I was making a final preparation before an attack on communist positions. I needed to go back to take care of something when I heard a familiar voice. But I couldn’t put the picture together; this brother was not supposed to be here. I thought I was imagining, but he came out from behind some trees; he wasn’t alone. With him was another brother, also not the front type, they were supporters who helped the struggle from offices in Peshawar.

We were not in the frontline, but we were going there shortly. The two brothers looked at me: if I don’t take them with me, they would have a very hard time finding their way there, and even if they did, they wouldn’t know what to do. I knew them because we used to meet in Peshawar, so they expected me to take them with me. However, I was going for a very difficult fight, and I was leading about 50 men and had a lot of responsibilities. I asked the brother what they were doing here. He said, “Remember the dream?” !! I said, “Brother, are you serious? We have been here for years, and you want to come like that and become shaheed?” !!

Anyway, I took them with me in the pickup truck. We headed for the area where we hid the truck and go on foot for the 15 or so kilometers. Once there, I divided my group and tried to keep the two brothers with me so I could take care of them. All along the brother was telling me that I have to give the weapon that he is carrying to such and such. I said, “Give it to him yourself“, but he said, “No, I mean after I am gone” !! I said to myself, “This brother really believes that the dream is going to come true!!“

The other brother twisted his ankle, and I had to leave him behind with some fighters, but the brother in the dream came with me. We were waiting for the command to storm the position. It was hot, and we were tired. Three brothers, one of them was the brother in the dream, were on one side, and they only talked about what would they ask for when they become shaheeds!! I thought that they were just overdoing it (: .

When we started the assault by climbing the hill of the enemy, a shell exploded behind me!! I looked and saw the smoke covering where the three brothers were climbing!! The brother in the dream fell on his face. I went to see him: he had the wound exactly in the forehead and another cut on the face cutting through his eyeglasses!!

The brother was killed right away, but the two other brothers were still alive when I made it to them. The closer one started to come to me, then collapsed in my arms. He wasn’t breathing. I tried to blow air into his mouth, but he vomited a lot of blood. It [the blood] was so fast and massive that I drank some of it!! I was thirsty anyway (: , I really couldn’t avoid it. I knew he was going away. I left him when his “rooh” left his body.

I went to see the third brother who was in pain and was unable to stand up. With the help of another brother, we managed to get him down the hill where I left him in the care of one brother. I went up again to help another brother who’s leg was broken from shrapnel. I was also busy directing the rest of the fighters so I didn’t accompany the wounded, hoping that they will be alright once the car made it to them to evacuate them to a clinic.

I went back up to get the killed brothers, and there he was in peace, dusty and alone, away from his family and his little children in Peshawar. I looked at his wound one more time: right in his forehead!! I went to the one whose blood became part of me. I tried to see in his lean body any wound. I barely saw a very small wound in his chest, near his heart!!

The wind was blowing and the cover over the bodies of the two brothers was flapping with it. I thought that the other brother made it and was planning to visit him in the hospital, but soon I learned that he too left us shortly after I left him. I was emotional because he was begging me to stay with him, tugging on my sleeve. I was busy and thought he was going to make it. He used to love me so much; I only was able to visit his grave in the mountain.

The brother from the dream was older and left behind a family in Peshawar, so they took him back. He also was well-known, and the Afghan leaders took care of taking his body to his family. There he was washed and put into a shroud. He was put in a room for the people to come and see him before the burial. I knew that room; he invited me many times to eat dinners there, but I wasn’t there for the Janaza. The two other brothers were singles and their families were in Saudi, so they were buried in Afghanistan in their fighting clothes.

I was surprised by the turn of the events. This brother, who was a teacher and very much from the “Peshawar crowd”, came at the right time for me to meet him when I went back for an unplanned trip. If I wasn’t back there [at that time], the meeting would be out of the question. Even if he managed to get to the front, the chances of meeting him was very slim given the realty of the time. For him to come at that time and call my name from behind the trees minutes before my departure; and then for his friend to get a twisted ankle and stay behind; then for him to set out with the only two brothers who would be killed with him and talk about asking for lemonade when they are killed; and for him to get the wound in that exact spot; then for him only to be sent back and put in the shroud in that room with that weak light; and for me not to be part of it but somehow to observe it all; that was very strange. And I was sure that none of that was accidental at all. The dream was short and direct, and the only reversed part was that I was not in that room when he was put for people to see. This dream is one of the dreams that came true almost as I saw it.

These brothers were very special, and I might share with you some of their stories later. In no way have I told you even 5% of what happened, but I only was trying to shed light on the subject of the true dream. May Allah accept them and forgive us all.

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Subhanallah, I love to hear about people's lives, just as I would love for people to hear about my life too. Keep posting! I can't wait to read more!

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Near the border the bank of a beautiful river was my favorite spot, I used to buy my self couple “Nans”(local bread) and eat them after dipping them in the ice cold water, when I finish my job a driver used to take me back to Chitral, in the road I used to listen to the armed guards and the guide as they tell me about the area, the area is rich in history, some locals clamed to be the descendants of the soldiers of Alexander ( known as the Great) who passed through the area during his conquest of Asia, I saw some tribes who were still worshiping Idols in a largely Muslim country, their areas are very mountainous and the roads used to be accessible only in summer.


I don't know why, but reading this gives me such an amazing feeling. I imagine myself doing everything he is doing; I see the river, I hear it trickling, and the water feels cool to the touch. There are fish, moss, and turtles in the water. Tasting the naan bread too while sitting on the bank...mashallah, I'm in a mental heaven.

Talking about the mountains, it brings me back to when I was in Jordan and I used to rock climb barefoot. I know what he means by "roads only accessible in the summer." Subhanallah, how in-touch with nature! No paved roads, wow, this is amazing. I want to go to there now.

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Indeed sister, however some prisoner realities are not as jovial as bro Wali Khan Amin Shah's...

Here is a letter that broke my heart to read:

Letters from Prison
ثائر حلاحلة : (لامار ابنتي الحبيبة) 12 مايو

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حبيبتي لمار، سامحيني لأن الاحتلال حرمني منك، وحرمني من بهجتي بولادة طفلتي الأولى التي كم تمنيت من الله أن أراها وأقبلها وأفرح بها، لا ذنب لك، لكن هذا قدرنا نحن الشعب الفلسطيني أن تسلب حياتنا وحياة أطفالنا، أن يبعثر شملنا وينغص عيشنا، فكل شيء لا يكتمل في حياتنا بسبب هذا المحتل الظالم الذي يتربص بنا ويحول حياتنا إلى غربة وملاحقة وعذاب رغم حرماني من احتضانك وسماع صوتك، ورؤيتك تكبرين وتتحركين في أرجاء البيت وفي السرير، ورغم حرماني من أن أمارس دور الإنسان الأب مع طفلتي فإن وجودك أعطاني كل القوة والأمل، وعندما رأيتك مع أمك في خيمة الاعتصام، ، هادئة تنظرين بدهشة إلى الناس، كأنك تفتشين عن أبيك، تنظرين إلى صوري المعلقة في الخيمة تسألين بصمت لماذا لا يعود أبي، شعرت أنك معي، وفي وجداني وعقلي، وأنك جزء من دقات قلبي وصمودي ودمي الذي يسير في جسمي، تفتحين أمامي كل الأبواب، وتفرشين حولي سماءا صافية وتطلقين صوتك الطفولي حرا في هذا الصمت الطويل”.

حبيبتي لمار : اعلم انه لا ذنب لك ولا تفهمين لماذا يخوض والدك معركته في إضراب مفتوح عن الطعام منذ 75 يوما، ولأنك عندما تكبرين ستفهمين أن معركة الحرية هي معركة العودة إليك ، ومن أجل أن لا أبعد عنك بعد ذلك أو أحرم من ابتسامتك ورؤيتك، وحتى لا يعود المحتلون مرة أخرى ليخطفوني منك.

عندما تكبرين ستفهمين كيف وقع الظلم على أبيك وعلى الآلاف من أبناء الشعب الفلسطيني الذين زجهم المحتل في المعسكرات والزنازين وحطم حياتهم ومستقبلهم وهم لا ذنب لهم سوى أنهم يريدون الحرية والكرامة والاستقلال، وستعرفين أن والدك لا يقبل الظلم والخضوع، ولا يقبل الاهانة والمساومة ، وأنه يخوض إضرابا عن الطعام احتجاجا على الدولة العبرية التي تريد أن تحولنا إلى عبيد وأذلاء بلا حقوق، ولا كرامة وطنية.

حبيبتي لمار، ارفعي رأسك دائما وافتخري بوالدك، واشكري كل من وقف معي، وساند الأسرى في خطوتهم النضالية، ولا تخافي ولا تجزعي فالله دائما معنا، والله لا يخذل المؤمنين والصابرين، فنحن أصحاب حق، والحق سوف ينتصر على الظالمين والمجرمين.

حبيبتي لمار: سيأتي ذلك اليوم، وأعوضك عن كل شيء، وسأسرد لك الحكاية كلها، وستكون أيامك القادمة أحلى وأجمل، فانطلقي في أيامك والبسي أجمل الثياب، واركضي ثم اركضي في حدائق عمرك المديد، إلى الأمام والى الأمام فليس وراءك إلا الوراء، وهذا صوتك اسمعه دائما نشيدا للحياة.

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Thaer Halahleh: May 12, 2012 (To My Beloved Daughter Lamar)

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My Beloved Lamar, forgive me because the occupation took me away from you, and took away from me the pleasure of witnessing my firstborn child that I have always prayed to Allah to see, to kiss, to be happy with. It is not your fault; this is our destiny as Palestinian people to have our lives and the lives of our children taken away from us, to be apart from each other and to have a miserable life. Nothing is complete in our lives because of this unjust occupation that is lurking on every corner of our lives turning it into eeriness, a continuous pursuit and torture.

Despite the fact that I was deprived from holding you and hearing your voice, from watching you grow up and move around in the house and in your bed, and that I was deprived of my role as a human and a father with my daughter, your existence has given me all the power and hope, and when I saw your picture with your mother in the sit-in tent, you were so calm staring in wonder at people, as if you were looking for your father, looking at my pictures that are hung inside the tent asking in silence why is my father not coming back. I felt that you are with me, in my sentiment and inside my mind, as if you are a part of my heartbeats, steadfast and the blood that flows in my veins, opening all doors for me spreading clear skies around me, and unleashing your free childish voice after this long silence.

Lamar my love: I know that you are not to be blamed and that you don’t yet understand why your father is going through this battle of hunger strike for the seventy-fifth day, but when you grow up you will understand that the battle of freedom is the battle of going back to you, so that I can never be taken away from you again or to be deprived of your smile or seeing you, so that the occupier will never kidnap me again from you.

When you grow up you will understand how injustice was brought upon your father and upon thousands of Palestinians whom the occupation has put in prisons and jail cells, shattering their lives and future for no reason other then their pursuit of freedom, dignity and independence. You will know that your father did not tolerate injustice and submission, and that he would never accept insult and compromise, and that he is going through a hunger strike to protest against the Jewish state that wants to turn us into humiliated slaves without any rights or patriotic dignity.

My beloved Lamar keep your head up always and be proud of your father, and thank everyone who supported me, who supported the prisoners in their struggle, and don’t be afraid for Allah is with us always, and Allah never lets down people who have faith and patience. We are righteous, and right will always prevail against injustice and wrong doers.

Lamar my love: that day will come, and I will make it up to you for everything, and tell you the whole story, and your days that will follow will be more beautiful, so let your days pass now and wear your prettiest clothes, run and then run again in the gardens of your long life, go forward and forward for nothing is behind you but the past, and this is your voice I hear all the time as a melody of freedom.

قراءة هذه الرسالة في اللغة العربية الأصلية.


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How can I ignore the voices of the forgotten? Their letters are a testament to their struggles, and they are my heroes.

Scimi

EDIT: all these and more are in the asserun.org website...

... I do advise downloading this book and giving it a good read, it's excellent... 11/10 stuff.

Return of the Pharaoh: Memoirs in Nasir’s Prison: http://www.kalamullah.com/Books/Return% ... haraoh.pdf

By Zainab al Ghazali. Return of the Pharoah relates how, falsley accused of conspiring to kill Jamal Abd An Nasr, the author was arrested and imprisoned. While awaiting trial she was subjected to the most teribble and inhumane torture. This book describes in a captiviating manner the ordeal which this Muslim activist went through in the notorious Egyptian prisons. This book describes in a captivating manner the ordeal which this Muslim activist went thorugh in the notorious Egyptian prison. Instead of dampering her enthusiasam for Islam and the Islamic movement , the afflications and savageries in Nasir ‘s prisons increased her commitment and dedication to the cause of Islam. This autobiographical work can be considered a historic document in that its author was an active withness to one of the most volatile periods of Egypt’s contemporary history.


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Subhan'Allah


May Allah(SWT) give the oppressed palestinians and us the chance to fight the oppressors and defeat them by our hands, so we get the chance to pray in Masjid Al-aqsa and to liberate al-quds from the armies of shaytaan. Ameen

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Assalaam Alaikum bro Dunpeal, masha-Allah - missed ya my friend. Yes, these are "Amazing" stories for real, here is another of a female defense lawyer in the USA... this one had me smiling from ear to ear.

Cheryl Bormann, 52, insisted other women in court also dress 'appropriately'

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A female defense attorney, who is not Muslim, wore the traditional Islamic hijab to the military court staging the trial of five Guantanamo Bay prisoners accused of the September 11 attacks yesterday.

Cheryl Bormann, 52, who represents Walid bin Attash, said that her client had demanded she wear the clothing and insisted that other women at the hearing also wear 'appropriate' clothes out of respect for his religion.

Today she explained her decision at Guantanamo Bay, saying she always wears the hijab around her client.


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Amazing... (smiles)

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Its Amazing, how they start to respect Islam there, looks like 9/11 backfired and more Americans are nearing the truth unlike here in Europe where hate against islam is increasing.

Is this why the harsh policies against Americans themselves are nearing? Allahu Alim. But point is when another false flag happens and it will be blamed on us that it will be back to ''normal''.

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POEM: The Chair and its Therapeutic Rock

24 JUL 2011

The Chair has bared so many sighs
And soaked in its cushion so many tears
That has flowed from time to time in many years
Since the Chair has come to our possession

Do you remember Chair my son Ziyad?
How I used to rock him in our lap
Singing him lullabies to help him sleep

I felt your heart Chair even though you’re not human
But your heart seemed to feel real more than any human
I could feel you sigh with me when I sighed
And then you began to rock me when I cry

I rocked my son while you rocked me simultaneously
And with your wooden arms you used to caress my arms

Now Chair my son grew and sat in your lap
And you’ve rocked him and heard his sighs and soaked his tears
But Chair you saw how sweet and child like is my son
Innocent, caring and loving more than any one else

And then Chair the Demons took my son and falsely accused him
Of trying to maim and hurt people abroad
You know Chair that is not my son’s attributes
You’ve rocked him and felt his breath blow on your shoulders
And soaked his tears caused by injustices… within you
You heard his thoughts and know who he is

One tries to visit family members and get married
Has been pulled from the comfort of his home unjustly

Oh God almighty I beseech you with all your might
To free my son and hurt all who have caused this nightmare

Now Chair has become old… so soaked with a mother’s tears
Its therapeutic rock is no longer a solace to her heart

©Laila Yaghi©

laila Yaghi: I want people to understand how corrupt our system is and how it is solely designed to keep the rich rich and the poor poor and how it has no conscious what so ever! Its goal is money and to use people as scapegoats to fulfill their political goal.

My son, Ziyad Yaghi, was only a teenager when he and his friend Omar Hassan (originally from Egypt) and Ziyad originally from Palestine and Jordan went to visit the country of their origin! All what they did was go sightseeing and visit family members and were looking for a future bride. Nothing out of the ordinary took place overseas in Jordan and in Egypt and after two years and a half of my son and his friend coming back from overseas the FBI decided to arrest them!

On July 27th, 2009 our apartment complex was invaded by armed FBI agents and a SWAT team who arrested my twenty-one year old son from the pool!

They made it seem like they were arresting a “terrorist”! This big hype for the media so who ever wants to get elected will claim that they arrested a “terrorist” to help keep our country “safe”!

Safe from what? When my son has not done one thing wrong or hurt as much as a hair on anyone’s head! He was refused a speedy trial based on there was “secret evidence” and remained in jail for over two years till his trial took place by a very biased jury who were not of my son’s peer and fill asleep during the trial and most of them were older people, some who could barely walk! The trial was very unfair and very unclear tape recordings of “The Ring leader” were played filled out by the prosecutors in a transcript given to the jury was used against my son who was not in any of these tape recordings! Of course even though there was not any evidence against my son, and even though the “ring leader” when basically forced under duress to testify against my son, when cross examined said that he never conspired with my son, Ziyad Yaghi, to do anything!!! Yet the jury convicted my son and the Judge gave him 31.5 years!

The judge also allowed biased material in court that had nothing to do with my son like video tapes of people beheading other people and so on which of course scared an ignorant jury!

This entire ordeal has caused us so much grief, depression and sadness. Many days I wake up crying or go to sleep crying or have to leave my job because all of a sudden I burst out crying while I am at work and cannot stop!
I am constantly spaced out because I keep thinking about my son and the situation that he is in! He is in (Special Housing Unit) which is even worse than solitary confinement! Not only that, they fined us, because they wronged us, $8200 which will be taken out of the money that I send him for commissary!


The assistant manager at our apartment complex said that she never saw a more gentleman than my son!

My son who did not like me killing any insects in our apartment now is convicted of material support and conspiracy to kill and maim people!!! We still don’t know material support to whom since my son did not give any money to anyone and to kill who since he never even thought of hurting anyone!!!

Just because some people want to be promoted or get elected we have to suffer! Our family has been shattered our lives interrupted from people with no conscious!

Muslims are being discriminated against, oppressed and denied any rights in America!!!

A country that I was born in took our rights from us and discriminated against us just because we are Muslims
It is you who can us help when you speak out, when you stand by us the oppressed. [color=#40BF00]“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor” - Desmond Tutu


Please help Ziyad!

I need ALL of you to do this. If you have already done so, PLEASE take a few minutes to pass it along and urge others to do the same?

• Share my story with your friends
• If you know any great lawyer who will take my son’s case (pro-bono) let me know
• Sign the petitions and write letters to the people in charge. Come on, just think about it. What would you do if this was your own child?
• Speak about the injustices and the discriminations that are going on against Muslim people and the unfair targeting of the FBI towards Muslim people
• Don’t vote for Presidents/Congressmen who encourage this type of discrimination or who stay quite while these kind of injustices are taking place under their reign

It's the little things we do that can make a difference.Every society is judged by how it treats its least fortunate amongst them. If you feel that you can just sit back and read about Ziyad and do nothing to repel this injustice and that it can never happen to you, think again.

Also sign this petition to stop torture and solitary confinement


http://www.nrcat.org/%20www.aclu.org/in ... 9&Itemid=3

Also read this article: http://freedetainees.org/14668
Also visit: http://www.FreeZiyadYaghi.blogspot.com/

Read the Indictment for yourself: http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/p ... ctment.pdf[/color]

by Laila Yaghi (Note from author: I wrote it before the sentencing took place but did not publish it until today)
As sentencing is nearing for my son and two of his co-defendants, as a mother of one of the co-defendants, Ziyad Yaghi, I can’t begin to fathom the enormous injustice that our country has done to us just because of our religious belief.

I begin to reiterate that my son only went overseas to get married and visit family members hence most of the Yaghi family live in Jordan. Moreover, Muslim people get married at a young age to avoid fornicating which is one of the major sins in Islam.

Many of my son’s peers are either married or are looking for a wife. This is the tradition in Islam to marry at a young age to avoid fornicating and having illegitimate children.
So why then has my son been accused of conspiracy and material support? Why would a young man who was seeking to please his Lord and fulfill his obligations towards his deen (religion) be prosecuted?

I began to research about all the cases that are similar to my son’s case and found that most if not all these young men had a few things in common. One of the characteristics that these young men shared was that they spoke against the war in Iraq and Afghanistan except that my son really did not speak against the war. He was too young and immature but his co-defendant did

So now we know why many of these men are accused of conspiracy and material support. Their crime that the FBI concocted had no basis; material support, to whom? How is my son convicted of material support when he did not spend any money on anything illegal or any terrorist organization? How is he convicted of conspiracy when there hasn’t been a crime that has taken place or even a plan to commit a crime?

Even when his co-defendant, Daniel Boyd, “the ring leader” as the prosecutors called him plead guilty so he can save his home from being repossessed by the government and have his sons get out of jail in no time, admitted when cross examined that there wasn’t any agreement between him and my son to conspire to kill or maim people abroad or anywhere else for that matter. Moreover, he stated that he and the co-defendants never had a plan to do any kind of harm to anyone!

So how then did my son get convicted?
Well for one thing, the trial was set two and a half hour away from where all his friends and community members live. In addition, the jury consisted of mostly elderly people whom most of them as stated to the questions asked to them by the judge, did not leave New Bern (the city where the trial took place). Moreover, many of them had family members in the military. On top of that, the prosecutors manipulated them into thinking that these young men are jihadist. How did the prosecutors manipulate them? Well for one thing, they provided endless hours of boring unclear tape recordings of Boyd, “the ring leader”. Pay attention; unclear tape recordings that the prosecutors then handed the jury some transcripts with words filled in by the prosecutors. Then, even though my son was not in any of these tape recordings, the prosecutors kept bringing up his name and showing his picture while the tape recordings were being played, while the jury were reading a fabricated filled in transcript by the prosecutors
So an uninformed not well educated, not traveled and elderly people who some of them mind you, can barely walk and keep awake, were anxious of getting this ordeal over and in favor of whom, of course, the well convincing prosecutors.

Not only that, the prosecutors kept showing pictures of jihadist beheading and killing people. And they brought this so called expert, Evan Kohlman, to testify against the co-defendants. His testimony had no basis since he does not even know the co-defendants. His fabricated fantasy to portray Muslim people as violent, worked well with an uneducated, uninformed Jury. Whereas if you look at the statistics here in United States where the most populated Muslim cities are, the less crime and violence there is.

In fact, Dearborn Michigan is one of the safest cities to live in the US! So how then was Evan Kohlman so convincing? Because the mind of the jury is pre-set based on how Muslims are portrayed post 9/11. Not only that, the media and how it constantly portrays Muslims plays a huge affect on how people are stereotyped.

So now an innocent young man lies in jail for a simple trip he took overseas. Families have been ripped apart, destroyed and shattered. A country that feeds off of putting innocent people in jail! United States is the only country that loves putting its citizens in jail. How is God going to bless this country if it is oppressing its own people?
And 99 percent of these cases get convicted even though there is not any evidence of anything and remember not any crime has taken place.

It is as if the prosecutors either scare the Judges to comply with what they want or they will lose their jobs or more likely work together in conspiring to kill and maim the truth. There is something going on behind the scenes that no one knows but God


http://www.usatoday.com/news/washington ... nity_N.htm
http://law2.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/f ... scare.html
http://www.newworldorderreport.com/Defa ... 66&ID=8143
http://vmaestro.webhost4life.com/background-ID.htm

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Scimitar wrote:
POEM: The Chair and its Therapeutic Rock

24 JUL 2011

The Chair has bared so many sighs
And soaked in its cushion so many tears
That has flowed from time to time in many years
Since the Chair has come to our possession

Do you remember Chair my son Ziyad?
How I used to rock him in our lap
Singing him lullabies to help him sleep

I felt your heart Chair even though you’re not human
But your heart seemed to feel real more than any human
I could feel you sigh with me when I sighed
And then you began to rock me when I cry

I rocked my son while you rocked me simultaneously
And with your wooden arms you used to caress my arms

Now Chair my son grew and sat in your lap
And you’ve rocked him and heard his sighs and soaked his tears
But Chair you saw how sweet and child like is my son
Innocent, caring and loving more than any one else

And then Chair the Demons took my son and falsely accused him
Of trying to maim and hurt people abroad
You know Chair that is not my son’s attributes
You’ve rocked him and felt his breath blow on your shoulders
And soaked his tears caused by injustices… within you
You heard his thoughts and know who he is

One tries to visit family members and get married
Has been pulled from the comfort of his home unjustly

Oh God almighty I beseech you with all your might
To free my son and hurt all who have caused this nightmare

Now Chair has become old… so soaked with a mother’s tears
Its therapeutic rock is no longer a solace to her heart

©Laila Yaghi©

laila Yaghi: I want people to understand how corrupt our system is and how it is solely designed to keep the rich rich and the poor poor and how it has no conscious what so ever! Its goal is money and to use people as scapegoats to fulfill their political goal.

My son, Ziyad Yaghi, was only a teenager when he and his friend Omar Hassan (originally from Egypt) and Ziyad originally from Palestine and Jordan went to visit the country of their origin! All what they did was go sightseeing and visit family members and were looking for a future bride. Nothing out of the ordinary took place overseas in Jordan and in Egypt and after two years and a half of my son and his friend coming back from overseas the FBI decided to arrest them!

On July 27th, 2009 our apartment complex was invaded by armed FBI agents and a SWAT team who arrested my twenty-one year old son from the pool!

They made it seem like they were arresting a “terrorist”! This big hype for the media so who ever wants to get elected will claim that they arrested a “terrorist” to help keep our country “safe”!

Safe from what? When my son has not done one thing wrong or hurt as much as a hair on anyone’s head! He was refused a speedy trial based on there was “secret evidence” and remained in jail for over two years till his trial took place by a very biased jury who were not of my son’s peer and fill asleep during the trial and most of them were older people, some who could barely walk! The trial was very unfair and very unclear tape recordings of “The Ring leader” were played filled out by the prosecutors in a transcript given to the jury was used against my son who was not in any of these tape recordings! Of course even though there was not any evidence against my son, and even though the “ring leader” when basically forced under duress to testify against my son, when cross examined said that he never conspired with my son, Ziyad Yaghi, to do anything!!! Yet the jury convicted my son and the Judge gave him 31.5 years!

The judge also allowed biased material in court that had nothing to do with my son like video tapes of people beheading other people and so on which of course scared an ignorant jury!

This entire ordeal has caused us so much grief, depression and sadness. Many days I wake up crying or go to sleep crying or have to leave my job because all of a sudden I burst out crying while I am at work and cannot stop!
I am constantly spaced out because I keep thinking about my son and the situation that he is in! He is in (Special Housing Unit) which is even worse than solitary confinement! Not only that, they fined us, because they wronged us, $8200 which will be taken out of the money that I send him for commissary!


The assistant manager at our apartment complex said that she never saw a more gentleman than my son!

My son who did not like me killing any insects in our apartment now is convicted of material support and conspiracy to kill and maim people!!! We still don’t know material support to whom since my son did not give any money to anyone and to kill who since he never even thought of hurting anyone!!!

Just because some people want to be promoted or get elected we have to suffer! Our family has been shattered our lives interrupted from people with no conscious!

Muslims are being discriminated against, oppressed and denied any rights in America!!!

A country that I was born in took our rights from us and discriminated against us just because we are Muslims
It is you who can us help when you speak out, when you stand by us the oppressed. [color=#40BF00]“If you are neutral in situations of injustice, you have chosen the side of the oppressor” - Desmond Tutu


Please help Ziyad!

I need ALL of you to do this. If you have already done so, PLEASE take a few minutes to pass it along and urge others to do the same?

• Share my story with your friends
• If you know any great lawyer who will take my son’s case (pro-bono) let me know
• Sign the petitions and write letters to the people in charge. Come on, just think about it. What would you do if this was your own child?
• Speak about the injustices and the discriminations that are going on against Muslim people and the unfair targeting of the FBI towards Muslim people
• Don’t vote for Presidents/Congressmen who encourage this type of discrimination or who stay quite while these kind of injustices are taking place under their reign

It's the little things we do that can make a difference.Every society is judged by how it treats its least fortunate amongst them. If you feel that you can just sit back and read about Ziyad and do nothing to repel this injustice and that it can never happen to you, think again.

Also sign this petition to stop torture and solitary confinement


http://www.nrcat.org/%20www.aclu.org/in ... 9&Itemid=3

Also read this article: http://freedetainees.org/14668
Also visit: http://www.FreeZiyadYaghi.blogspot.com/

Read the Indictment for yourself: http://graphics8.nytimes.com/packages/p ... ctment.pdf[/color]

by Laila Yaghi (Note from author: I wrote it before the sentencing took place but did not publish it until today)
As sentencing is nearing for my son and two of his co-defendants, as a mother of one of the co-defendants, Ziyad Yaghi, I can’t begin to fathom the enormous injustice that our country has done to us just because of our religious belief.

I begin to reiterate that my son only went overseas to get married and visit family members hence most of the Yaghi family live in Jordan. Moreover, Muslim people get married at a young age to avoid fornicating which is one of the major sins in Islam.

Many of my son’s peers are either married or are looking for a wife. This is the tradition in Islam to marry at a young age to avoid fornicating and having illegitimate children.
So why then has my son been accused of conspiracy and material support? Why would a young man who was seeking to please his Lord and fulfill his obligations towards his deen (religion) be prosecuted?

I began to research about all the cases that are similar to my son’s case and found that most if not all these young men had a few things in common. One of the characteristics that these young men shared was that they spoke against the war in Iraq and Afghanistan except that my son really did not speak against the war. He was too young and immature but his co-defendant did

So now we know why many of these men are accused of conspiracy and material support. Their crime that the FBI concocted had no basis; material support, to whom? How is my son convicted of material support when he did not spend any money on anything illegal or any terrorist organization? How is he convicted of conspiracy when there hasn’t been a crime that has taken place or even a plan to commit a crime?

Even when his co-defendant, Daniel Boyd, “the ring leader” as the prosecutors called him plead guilty so he can save his home from being repossessed by the government and have his sons get out of jail in no time, admitted when cross examined that there wasn’t any agreement between him and my son to conspire to kill or maim people abroad or anywhere else for that matter. Moreover, he stated that he and the co-defendants never had a plan to do any kind of harm to anyone!

So how then did my son get convicted?
Well for one thing, the trial was set two and a half hour away from where all his friends and community members live. In addition, the jury consisted of mostly elderly people whom most of them as stated to the questions asked to them by the judge, did not leave New Bern (the city where the trial took place). Moreover, many of them had family members in the military. On top of that, the prosecutors manipulated them into thinking that these young men are jihadist. How did the prosecutors manipulate them? Well for one thing, they provided endless hours of boring unclear tape recordings of Boyd, “the ring leader”. Pay attention; unclear tape recordings that the prosecutors then handed the jury some transcripts with words filled in by the prosecutors. Then, even though my son was not in any of these tape recordings, the prosecutors kept bringing up his name and showing his picture while the tape recordings were being played, while the jury were reading a fabricated filled in transcript by the prosecutors
So an uninformed not well educated, not traveled and elderly people who some of them mind you, can barely walk and keep awake, were anxious of getting this ordeal over and in favor of whom, of course, the well convincing prosecutors.

Not only that, the prosecutors kept showing pictures of jihadist beheading and killing people. And they brought this so called expert, Evan Kohlman, to testify against the co-defendants. His testimony had no basis since he does not even know the co-defendants. His fabricated fantasy to portray Muslim people as violent, worked well with an uneducated, uninformed Jury. Whereas if you look at the statistics here in United States where the most populated Muslim cities are, the less crime and violence there is.

In fact, Dearborn Michigan is one of the safest cities to live in the US! So how then was Evan Kohlman so convincing? Because the mind of the jury is pre-set based on how Muslims are portrayed post 9/11. Not only that, the media and how it constantly portrays Muslims plays a huge affect on how people are stereotyped.

So now an innocent young man lies in jail for a simple trip he took overseas. Families have been ripped apart, destroyed and shattered. A country that feeds off of putting innocent people in jail! United States is the only country that loves putting its citizens in jail. How is God going to bless this country if it is oppressing its own people?
And 99 percent of these cases get convicted even though there is not any evidence of anything and remember not any crime has taken place.

It is as if the prosecutors either scare the Judges to comply with what they want or they will lose their jobs or more likely work together in conspiring to kill and maim the truth. There is something going on behind the scenes that no one knows but God


http://www.usatoday.com/news/washington ... nity_N.htm
http://law2.umkc.edu/faculty/projects/f ... scare.html
http://www.newworldorderreport.com/Defa ... 66&ID=8143
http://vmaestro.webhost4life.com/background-ID.htm

Scimi


http://www.facebook.com/groups/212624343942/- Please support Ziyad Yaghi

His mother Lile wrote THIS, SHE IS REALLY TRYING TO FIND THE WAY TO HELP HIS INNOCENT SON:

-On this group I have 3977 members and if each one of you just donated $10 we will get $39,770 for a private lawyer for Ziyad since his current appointed lawyer did NOT do his job properly! Help free an innocent young man from jail by a click of the mouse and more! While you all enjoy your life an go about doing your daily things, an innocent young man is being punished because he wouldn't lie!!! He is constant lock down! We don't even treat animals like this
I have 2919 friends on fb and if each one of you donated just $10 we can get 29,190! Let's get this private lawyer going for Ziyad so he won't end up in jail for the rest of his life
Donate with just a click of your mouse:

http://widget.chipin.com/widget/id/995df4786a09be0e

-So so sad about my son who is in the Special Housing Unit and being tortured mentally by our own country simply because they just feel like abusing Muslim people and what is worse we are allowing it to happen! The Muslim people claim that they are scared and that's why they won't help and I say no you are more like lazy and selfish and all you care is about your self and you having fun and when it is time for you to be in the spot light then you are there and once off the camera there is no one!!!! And to those who claim that they are scared, aren't we suppose to be scared only from God?! Where is justice when a young man who refused to take a plea is being punished severely? How can women kill their own children and not serve any year in jail and my son who did NOT harm anyone or do anything illegal or wrong is serving 31.5 years
Write to Obama, Eric Holder and your Congressmen and tell them to stop this inhumane torture of Muslim men
Donate generously so I can get him a private lawyer and so I can be able to travel and speak about him
http://widget.chipin.com/widget/id/995df4786a09be0e






Maybe some of wup members would like to join to this fb group: http://www.facebook.com/groups/212624343942/ Please support Ziyad Yaghi

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Assalamu alaikum

" The month of Rajab is upon us. The Sahabah used to say:

‘O Allah, assist us in worshiping You in Rajab and Sha’ban, and allow us to witness Ramadan!’

If, by the Will and Grace of Allah, we witness this Ramadan, how can we maximise our Barakah this coming month? While we brave the summer heat struggling and fasting this season, let us take refuge and find ease under the shade of Sadaqa given in this blessed month. Let us make the most of the Ajr to be found in Ramadan, and like our righteous predecessors, start looking towards reaping the rewards of Ramadan, now..."

Please join us in reaching out to our brothers and sisters in Prison this Ramadan & 'Eid and please share this with other Muslims so that as many of us as possible can benefit from this opportunity for hasanat

Please, read more on the link:

http://aseerun.org/2012/05/23/ramadan-1433/

JazakAllahu khayrun.

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Guantamo torture discussed on RT, calling for a criminal investigation into the BUSH 6.

President Obama reluctantly investigates... To charge Bush, one would have to Charge Congress, they authorized the action!! The US Citizen authorized it - aka Patriot Act. It is even legal to kill US Citizens in "combat zones".



BUT...

Despite promises to close Guantanamo Bay, Washington is now preparing to invest tens of millions into renovating the controversial facility's infrastructure. ­The Pentagon is planning to install a $40-million fiber optic cable at Guantanamo, and the base's commanders say such a long term investment in infrastructure makes sense only if the US intends to continue operating the base.

U.S. lawyer and attorney, Eric Montalvo, who's represented some of the detainees at Guantanamo, believes the American leadership is totally failing to practice what it preaches.



Guantanamo is still alive and kicking, and though Obama pledged to shut down Gitmo and even signed an officialn edict for it, how is it that Gitmo is now being prepped for long term operations?

A state of the art penal facility which supports the torture of inmates is against human rights - yet 40 million USD is being thrown into the renovation of this facility.

They don't want peace, their intentions are hollow and they play the other card all too often.

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Flashbacks of the Forgotten:

Mohamed Shnewer: May 22, 2012


No Halal Food, No Salah in Jama, and continuous Harassment


recieved: 07 JUN
sent: May 22, 2012

In The Name Of Allah Most Gracious Most Merciful

Assalamu Alaikum,

I appreciate your concern and continous effort to expose the conditions in the CMU. As for the justification given to prevent us from Halal food, they tell us that the vegetarian or Kosher trays are sufficient to meet my religious requirements. Which is of course a frivilous and false claim because we are’nt forbidden from eating meat, and the Kosher tray is a far cry from Halal. We have given them many different options on ways to provide us with Halal, yet they have refused every option we’ve put on the table. We told them we’ll buy it our selves, our families will provide the Halal food, the Mosques will provide it, but despite our best efforts we haven’t been able to get Halal food.

As for the congregational prayers, they have no excuse for it except that they hate and discriminate against Islam and Muslims. They allow every other type of congregation whether it be religious, social, or learning. They have blocked any effort for any Islamic learning as well. The Hunger Strike took place because of the ongoing harrasment and hostilities of the administration against the Muslim inmates. There were even non-Muslim inmates that participated because they were unhappy with the way the administration has been harrasing the Muslims. We came off of it, Alhamdulillah we were able to get some of our issues resolved. The harrasment is still ongoing, and we are working very hard to try to file a proper lawsuit in this matter.

Please highlight the facts that we aren’t being provided Halal food, congregational prayer, the ongoing harrasment of Muslims’, they are even trying to stop us from praying the Fajr prayer in our cell alone while we’re locked in. These are some of the issues I hope you can highlight. I’m not sure when the next time is that I can email, because I have been given two frivilous incident reports in retaliation for me trying to expose our situation in “GITMO North”.

May your efforts be fruitful. Thank you very much for your continued concern and effort over the conditions here.

Assalamu Alaikum,
Mohamed Shnewer


We should be helping our brothers and sisters who have been detained without question or charge, only suspicion - some of these detainess have been held in torture camps for many years and no release dates have been given.

Let's not forget the plight of our sister Dr Afia Siddiqui, who suffers so much at the hands of the US torture machine, her son died thru this ordeal too, and she has been violated beyond description.

Muslims today are sufferringf in the world, and those of us who have it easy - should NOT turn our eyes, ears and hearts away from them. When one body n the Ummah hurts, the whole Ummah should hurt.

Please check out http://www.asweerun.org // http://www.cageprisoners.com // http://www.hhugs.org.uk

your help is needed, now. Give the silenced, a voice.

finally, amongst all the bad news, a bit of good news:


It's the first time he's seen his son
23-05-2011


The whole process of visiting a loved one in prison can take a huge toll on families physically, emotionally and financially. This strain is further accentuated when young children are involved. Imagine taking your new born baby, a toddler or restless children to a prison at the other end of the country while negotiating various trains, buses and taxis!! For many families, the journey is a nightmare.


This is why HHUGS arranges transport for these families, providing a door to door service from their homes to the prison and back. The ease, comfort and relief is obvious as the wife of a detainee testifies here:

"May Allah reward everyone at HHUGS for arranging transport for the prison visit. Alhamdulillah, if it was not for HHUGS and the volunteers who drive us, I wouldn't be able to do this especially with a new born baby. May Allah reward you all with paradise. Alhamdulillah the visit was good. �My husband was so excited about seeing our son, it was really sweet, it was the first time he seen him since he's been born. Thank you all once again". (Wife of detainee in Belmarsh Prison)


HHUGS - making a real difference to families impacted by anti-terror legislation in the UK // http://www.hhugs.org.uk

We can make that difference... our Ummah, needs us NOW.

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Guantamo torture discussed on RT, calling for a criminal investigation into the BUSH 6.

President Obama reluctantly investigates... To charge Bush, one would have to Charge Congress, they authorized the action!! The US Citizen authorized it - aka Patriot Act. It is even legal to kill US Citizens in "combat zones".



BUT...

Despite promises to close Guantanamo Bay, Washington is now preparing to invest tens of millions into renovating the controversial facility's infrastructure. ­The Pentagon is planning to install a $40-million fiber optic cable at Guantanamo, and the base's commanders say such a long term investment in infrastructure makes sense only if the US intends to continue operating the base.

U.S. lawyer and attorney, Eric Montalvo, who's represented some of the detainees at Guantanamo, believes the American leadership is totally failing to practice what it preaches.



Guantanamo is still alive and kicking, and though Obama pledged to shut down Gitmo and even signed an officialn edict for it, how is it that Gitmo is now being prepped for long term operations?

A state of the art penal facility which supports the torture of inmates is against human rights - yet 40 million USD is being thrown into the renovation of this facility.

They don't want peace, their intentions are hollow and they play the other card all too often.

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Why would these satanists/luciferians close it? torture is part of their sacrifice to Satan


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^^^^^^exactly! and their lord becomes happy by the blood of righteous people!

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Indeed bro LaMaghrebin,

they've opened up other torture facilities too, so this proves it. But we all expected Gitmo to be closed - since they announced its closure:

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The facility was established in 2002 by the Bush Administration to hold detainees from the war in Afghanistan and later Iraq. It is operated by the Joint Task Force Guantanamo (JTF-GTMO) of the United States government in Guantanamo Bay Naval Base, which is on the shore of Guantánamo Bay. The detainment areas consist of three camps: Camp Delta (which includes Camp Echo), Camp Iguana, and Camp X-Ray, the last of which has been closed. The facility is often referred to as Guantánamo, G-Bay or GTMO, after the military abbreviation for the Guantanamo Bay Naval Base.


But it's NOT closed... they lied to us. It may not house any detainees atm, but 40 million says it will, and we all know it. These U-Turns congress keep doing ensures that we just can't trust any promise they make. Remember the treaty of Hudaybiyyah? That was a lesson we must all learn from. Repeated back again today, in other contexts which make the Muslims suffer in a variety of ingenious ways...

...Obama is the worst president USA has ever seen, to date.

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You know, we can post all the info regarding these situations and discuss these until we're blue in the face... but what is that really achieving? I want to post a letter from an inmate, a letter in which he shows us how to make that difference:

In the Name of Allâh, the Most Beneficent, the Most Merciful


"Verily, they used to hasten to do good deeds, and they used to make dua to Us with hope and fear, and they used to humble themselves before Us." (Quran 21:90)


Since my arrival in prison I have received dozens, if not hundreds, of letters that revolve around a central theme: the inability (or unwillingness) to do anything except make dua. They say, ‘I am helpless to do anything else except dua,’ and ‘There is nothing we can do except dua,’ and ‘We can’t do anything so we are making dua for you,’ etc. However, upon close examination of these statements and those making them, we can find some contradictions.
To begin with, dua (supplication) is one of the most excellent forms of worship, one of the deeds most beloved to Allah, one of the best gifts that a Muslim can give to another and one of the most formidable weapons in the armoury of a believer.

That said, the number of instances mentioned in the Quran and Sunnah where dua is mentioned alone, without any accompanying action, are very few. Rather, the norm in the Quran and the life of the Messenger (SAWS) and his Companions and the Pious Predecessors is dua accompanied by action.

For example, at the Battle of Uhud, the Prophet (SAWS) and the believers did not just sit in Madinah and make dua. Rather, they went out to face the army of their enemy and then made dua before, during and after the battle. After establishing authority in Madinah, the Prophet (SAWS) did not just make dua for the spreading of the Message. Rather, he sent out emissaries, propagators and scholars to call the masses to the Message, but made dua before, during and after his efforts. There are numerous other examples in the Quran and Sunnah.

In the above verse, Allah the Exalted mentions actions WITH dua: He does not mention dua alone, without actions. Dua is mentioned without action only in a few, emergency circumstances, where action was all but impossible.

For example, Yunus (AS) made dua alone in the belly of the whale because there was nothing else practical that he could do in his situation.

When Musa (AS) had delivered his people from Firoun, only to be sandwiched between the sea and Firoun’s army, he made dua alone because he had exhausted all of his efforts.

Likewise, after the Prophet (SAWS) had called the people of Taif to Islam, and been mocked and beaten by them until his sandals were flowing with blood; he made dua to Allah, having exhausted his efforts. In the hadith of the three men trapped by a rock in a cave, each one in turn made dua alone to Allah because there was practically no action that they could undertake.


Therefore, if we examine our own personal lives, we will find a contradiction between dua and action for our own selves and for the causes of other Muslims. When it comes to earning money, how many of us sit in our houses and make dua? When it comes to buying clothes and possessions, how many of us remain at home and make dua? When it comes to beautifying our homes, how many of us sit and make dua without making any practical effort? Yet when it comes to doing things for others, for other Muslims, for Muslim captives, we feel that it is justified to sit at home and make dua without any action or effort.

Since my imprisonment began in August 2004, every member of my family has been working day and night, sacrificing, campaigning, telephoning, meeting, writing, speaking, networking and travelling- may Allah reward them. And they have been making dua excessively and plentifully-may Allah answer their duas. Even the babies and children have played their bit by sacrificing their nurseries and comforts to accompany their parents in the cold and rain to a protest or demonstration. And then there is my father, may Allah preserve him, who is probably the last person on the planet that I would imagine giving a speech on civil liberties at a protest outside Downing Street. But why is my father, my family, close relatives and a few close friends, going to all this effort? Why don’t they just sit at home and make dua? Because this time it is personal. This time their own flesh and blood is imprisoned, not some Chinese man sitting in Guantanamo Bay. Therefore, they cannot afford to sit and make dua without acting.

So now we enjoy our own lives: money in the bank, children happy, stable job, house, family etc. Then we ‘do our bit’ for the Muslim captives by making dua for them and then we continue with our comfortable lives. But what if tomorrow it was our turn? What if our own door was kicked in tomorrow, our own husband, brother, son or father brutalised by armed thugs, then imprisoned to face extradition and a death behind bars in one of the worst countries of the world in their hatred of Islam and Muslims? Would things be different then? Would we still feel as ‘helpless’ as we did for that Chinese man sitting in Guantanamo Bay? Would we still make our few minutes of dua sitting in our homes then continue with life as normal? Or would all hell break loose in our family system? Or would we telephone, write, collect, organise, meet, travel, campaign etc.? Let’s be honest - our selfish nature and dead hearts would most likely mean that this time we will act. And make dua.

So next time you think that you have ‘done your bit’ by making dua, ask yourself honestly if your situation really is like Yunus (AS) in the whale, or Musa (AS) in front of the sea. If anyone would have an excuse only to make dua, it would have been us captives. But even we do more than make dua alone whilst in prison. Those of us that can write, write. Those of us that can draw, draw. And even if we cannot write or draw for the benefit of the people outside, we at least build bridges across to the hearts of violent murderers, evil criminals and fearsome gangsters so that when they leave prison, at least they will have a positive opinion of Muslims and they will think twice before attacking Muslims with their evil.

Dua accompanies action. So when we plan a conference, for instance, we make dua prior to the event to help in planning, we make dua during the even and we make dua after the even so that its outcome is beneficial and Allah accepts our efforts. This is the meaning and the role of dua in a difficult situation. So next time Shaytan whispers to us, "I can only make dua," let us consult our hearts and our consciences and we will find that it is only an excuse. A feeble one.

END.

The brother hit the nail on the head. And considering this is the wake-up project, I have hardly seen anyone else show interest in this thread - when really - one of our main focuses today should be the welfare and well being of Muslims around the world. Especially in our own localities and countries. Are we being victimised under the guise of terrorism today? - ofcourse we are. Are we guilty of what they accuse us of? Ofcourse not. Where are the students who are studying LAW? what are they gonna do when they qualify? Work for dajjal inc.? or for the small high street law frim that takes on cases no one else wants to touch?

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Write to the Forgotten Prisoners in Guantánamo (Summer 2011)


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A year ago, two Facebook friends, Shahrina J. Ahmed and Mahfuja Bint Ammu, drew on my research about Guantánamo for a letter-writing campaign, in which they asked their friends and others on Facebook to volunteer to write to each of the remaining prisoners in Guantánamo. Shahrina announced the letter-writing campaign via a Facebook note entitled, "What if YOU were tortured … and no one knew about it??!" and I then publicized it via an article entitled, Write to the Forgotten Prisoners in Guantánamo.

Mahfuja revived that campaign two weeks ago, with a new Facebook note entitled, "Ramadhan and Eid spent tortured," and a fresh appeal for people to write to the remaining 171 prisoners in Guantanamo — that’s just ten less than a year ago, and two of those ten left in coffins, having died at the prison.

This is how Mahfuja introduced the latest campaign:

Ever been tortured? Ever been held in a detention camp with "secret" evidence against you? Ever been kept away from your family for up to 9 years? Ever felt what it is like to be innocent yet treated like a criminal?

These brothers have — and one letter can bring them happiness beyond that which you can ever comprehend. One letter can give them the hope they need. One, just one letter can brighten their gloomy lives. All it will take from you is a half an hour of your time. We have timed this campaign in correlation with Ramadhan, so we can give them a lovely Ramadhan and Eid wish, insha’Allah, which they will receive in time.

Visitors to the Facebook campaign page will see who has already signed up, and can either add their names, or, if they wish, write independently. All the letters will be sent together on July 24. Do please note that any messages that can be construed as political should be avoided, as they may lead to the letters not making it past the Pentagon’s censors, but be aware that your messages may not get through anyway — although please don’t let that put you off! For further information about this, see the note at the end of this article explaining how one US activist wrote to every single prisoner at Guantanamo, and, inexplicably, had 19 of those letters returned.

Please also note that for those still detained at Guantánamo, messages of solidarity are more important now than ever, as President Obama has so throughly failed to close the prison. Bisher al-Rawi, a British resident who was freed from Guantánamo in March 2007, has explained how letters of support from people who had written as part of Amnesty international’s letter-writing campaigns helped him:

Amnesty, and what it stands for, is a torch of hope; that is how it was when I was in Guantánamo, when I received letters of support through Amnesty. In that lonely cell, with nothing but emptiness, to hold a photocopy of a letter or a card and read the words on it meant so much. They opened up the walls and gave me hope, and whispered to me: "You are not forgotten."

So please, go ahead and write. If you are an Arabic speaker, or speak any other languages spoken by the prisoners besides English, feel free to write in those languages, and if you want any more encouragement about the significance for prisoners of receiving letters, then please visit this Amnesty International page, which features a short film of former prisoner Omar Deghayes showing letters he received in Guantánamo and explaining how much they meant to him — and to his fellow prisoners. This was filmed as part of an interview with Omar that is featured in the documentary film, "Outside the Law: Stories from Guantánamo" (directed by Polly Nash and myself), and available on DVD here — or here for the US. Also, please feel free to let me know if you have written a letter, and also if you receive a reply.

Please write to the remaining 171 prisoners in Guantánamo


When writing to the prisoners please ensure you include their full name and ISN (internment serial number) below (the numbers before their names, i.e. Shaker Aamer ISN 239) and address to:

Camp Delta
P.O. Box 160
Washington D.C. 20053
USA

Also please note that the list includes one prisoner who has been released, but who I have been unable to identify, because his name has not been publicly disclosed. He is an Afghan released in Spain last July.

1. 004 Wasiq, Abdul-Haq (Afghanistan)
2. 006 Noori, Mullah Norullah (Afghanistan)
3. 007 Fazil, Mullah Mohammed (Afghanistan)
4. 026 Ghazi, Fahed (Yemen)
5. 027 Uthman, Uthman Abdul Rahim Mohammed (Yemen)
6. 028 Al Alawi, Muaz (Yemen)
7. 029 Al Ansi, Mohammed (Yemen)
8. 030 Al Hakimi, Ahmed (Yemen)
9. 031 Al Mujahid, Mahmoud (Yemen)
10. 033 Al Adahi, Mohammed (Yemen)
11. 034 Al Yafi, Abdullah (Yemen)
12. 035 Qader Idris, Idris (Yemen)
13. 036 Idris, Ibrahim (Sudan)
14. 037 Al Rahabi, Abdul Malik (Yemen)
15. 038 Al Yazidi, Ridah (Tunisia)
16. 039 Al Bahlul, Ali Hamza (Yemen)
17. 040 Al Mudafari, Abdel Qadir (Yemen)
18. 041 Ahmad, Majid (Yemen)
19. 042 Shalabi, Abdul Rahman (Saudi Arabia)
20. 043 Moqbel, Samir (Yemen)
21. 044 Ghanim, Mohammed (Yemen)
22. 045 Al Rezehi, Ali Ahmad (Yemen)
23. 054 Al Qosi, Ibrahim (Sudan)
24. 063 Al Qahtani, Mohammed (Saudi Arabia)
25. 088 Awad, Adham Ali (Yemen)
26. 091 Al Saleh, Abdul (Yemen)
27. 115 Naser, Abdul Rahman (Yemen)
28. 117 Al Warafi, Muktar (Yemen)
29. 128 Al Bihani, Ghaleb (Yemen)
30. 131 Ben Kend, Salem (Yemen)
31. 152 Al Khalaqi, Asim (Yemen)
32. 153 Suleiman, Fayiz (Yemen)
33. 156 Latif, Adnan Farhan Abdul (Yemen)
34. 163 Al Qadasi, Khalid (Yemen)
35. 165 Al Busayss, Said (Yemen)
36. 167 Al Raimi, Ali Yahya (Yemen)
37. 168 Hakimi, Adel (Tunisia)
38. 170 Masud, Sharaf (Yemen)
39. 171 Alahdal, Abu Bakr (Yemen)
40. 174 Sliti, Hisham (Tunisia)
41. 178 Baada, Tareq (Yemen)
42. 189 Gherebi, Salem (Libya)
43. 195 Al Shumrani, Mohammed (Saudi Arabia)
44. 197 Chekhouri, Younis (Morocco)
45. 200 Al Qahtani, Said (Saudi Arabia)
46. 202 Bin Atef, Mahmoud (Yemen)
47. 219 Razak, Abdul (China)
48. 223 Sulayman, Abdul Rahman (Yemen)
49. 224 Muhammad, Abdul Rahman (Yemen)
50. 232 Al Odah, Fawzi (Kuwait)
51. 233 Salih, Abdul (Yemen)
52. 235 Jarabh, Saeed (Yemen)
53. 238 Hadjarab, Nabil (Algeria-France)
54. 239 Aamer, Shaker (UK-Saudi Arabia)
55. 240 Al Shabli, Abdullah (Saudi Arabia)
56. 242 Qasim, Khaled (Yemen)
57. 244 Nassir, Abdul Latif (Morocco)
58. 249 Al Hamiri, Mohammed (Yemen)
59. 251 Bin Salem, Mohammed (Yemen)
60. 254 Khenaina, Mohammed (Yemen)
61. 255 Hatim, Said (Yemen)
62. 257 Abdulayev, Omar (Tajikistan)
63. 259 Hintif, Fadil (Yemen)
64. 263 Sultan, Ashraf (Libya)
65. 275 Abbas, Yusef (Abdusabar) (China)
66. 280 Khalik, Saidullah (Khalid) (China)
67. 282 Abdulghupur, Hajiakbar (China)
68. 288 Saib, Motai (Algeria)
69. 290 Belbacha, Ahmed (Algeria)
70. 309 Abdal Sattar, Muieen (UAE)
71. 310 Ameziane, Djamel (Algeria)
72. 321 Kuman, Ahmed Yaslam Said (Yemen)
73. 324 Al Sabri, Mashur (Yemen)
74. 326 Ajam, Ahmed (Syria)
75. 327 Shaaban, Ali Hussein (Syria)
76. 328 Mohamed, Ahmed (China)
77. 329 Al Hamawe, Abu Omar (Syria)
78. 434 Al Shamyri, Mustafa (Yemen)
79. 440 Bawazir, Mohammed (Yemen)
80. 441 Al Zahri, Abdul Rahman (Yemen)
81. 461 Al Qyati, Abdul Rahman (Yemen)
82. 498 Haidel, Mohammed (Yemen)
83. 502 Ourgy, Abdul (Tunisia)
84. 506 Al Dhuby, Khalid (Yemen)
85. 508 Al Rabie, Salman (Yemen)
86. 509 Khusruf, Mohammed (Yemen)
87. 511 Al Nahdi, Sulaiman (Yemen)
88. 522 Ismail, Yasin (Yemen)
89. 535 El Sawah, Tariq (Egypt)
90. 549 Al Dayi, Omar (Yemen)
91. 550 Zaid, Walid (Yemen)
92. 552 Al Kandari, Faiz (Kuwait)
93. 553 Al Baidhani, Abdul Khaliq (Saudi Arabia)
94. 554 Al Assani, Fehmi (Yemen)
95. 560 Mohammed, Haji Wali (Afghanistan)
96. 564 Bin Amer, Jalal (Yemen)
97. 566 Qattaa, Mansoor (Saudi Arabia)
98. 569 Al Shorabi, Zohair (Yemen)
99. 570 Al Qurashi, Sabri (Yemen)
100. 572 Al Zabe, Salah (Saudi Arabia)
101. 574 Al Wady, Hamoud (Yemen)
102. 575 Al Azani, Saad (Yemen)
103. 576 Bin Hamdoun, Zahir (Yemen)
104. 578 Al Suadi, Abdul Aziz (Yemen)
105. 579 Khairkhwa, Khairullah (Afghanistan)
106. 680 Hassan, Emad (Yemen)
107. 682 Al Sharbi, Ghassan (Saudi Arabia)
108. 684 Tahamuttan, Mohammed (Palestine)
109. 685 Ali, Abdelrazak (Algeria)
110. 686 Hakim, Abdel (Yemen)
111. 688 Ahmed, Fahmi (Yemen)
112. 689 Salam, Mohamed (Yemen)
113. 690 Qader, Ahmed Abdul (Yemen)
114. 691 Al Zarnuki, Mohammed (Yemen)
115. 694 Barhoumi, Sufyian (Algeria)
116. 695 Abu Bakr, Omar (Omar Mohammed Khalifh) (Libya)
117. 696 Al Qahtani, Jabran (Saudi Arabia)
118. 702 Mingazov, Ravil (Russia)
119. 707 Muhammed, Noor Uthman (Sudan)
120. 713 Al Zahrani, Mohammed (Saudi Arabia)
121. 722 Diyab, Jihad (Syria)
122. 728 Nassir, Jamil (Yemen)
123. 753 Zahir, Abdul (Afghanistan)
124. 757 Abdul Aziz, Ahmed Ould (Mauritania)
125. 760 Slahi, Mohamedou Ould (Salahi) (Mauritania)
126. 762 Obaidullah (Afghanistan)
127. 766 Khadr, Omar (Canada)
128. 768 Al Darbi, Ahmed Mohammed (Saudi Arabia)
129. 832 Omari, Mohammed Nabi (Afghanistan)
130. 836 Saleh, Ayoub Murshid Ali (Yemen)
131. 837 Al Marwalah, Bashir (Yemen)
132. 838 Balzuhair, Shawki Awad (Yemen)
133. 839 Al Mudwani, Musab (Musa’ab Al Madhwani) (Yemen)
134. 840 Al Maythali, Hail Aziz Ahmed (Yemen)
135. 841 Nashir, Said Salih Said (Yemen)
136. 893 Al Bihani, Tawfiq (Saudi Arabia)
137. 894 Abdul Rahman, Mohammed (Tunisia)
138. 899 Khan, Shawali (Afghanistan)
139. 928 Gul, Khi Ali (Afghanistan)
140. 934 Ghani, Abdul (Afghanistan)
141. 975 Karim, Bostan (Afghanistan)
142. 1008 Sohail, Mohammed Mustafa (Afghanistan)
143. 1015 Almerfedi, Hussein (Yemen)
144. 1017 Al Rammah, Omar (Zakaria al-Baidany) (Yemen)
145. 1045 Kamin, Mohammed (Afghanistan)
146. 1094 Paracha, Saifullah (Pakistan)
147. 1103 Zahir, Mohammed (Afghanistan)
148. 1119 Hamidullah, Haji (Afghanistan)
149. 1453 Al Kazimi, Sanad (Yemen)
150. 1456 Bin Attash, Hassan (Saudi Arabia)
151. 1457 Sharqawi, Abdu Ali (Yemen)
152. 1460 Rabbani, Abdul Rahim Ghulam (Pakistan)
153. 1461 Rabbani, Mohammed Ghulam (Pakistan)
154. 1463 Al Hela, Abdulsalam (Yemen)
155. 10001 Bensayah, Belkacem (Bosnia-Algeria)
156. 10011 Al Hawsawi, Mustafa (Saudi Arabia)
157. 10013 Bin Al Shibh, Ramzi (Yemen)
158. 10014 Bin Attash, Waleed (Saudi Arabia)
159. 10015 Al Nashiri, Abdul Rahim (Saudi Arabia)
160. 10016 Zubaydah, Abu (Palestine-Saudi Arabia)
161. 10017 Al Libi, Abu Faraj (Libya)
162. 10018 Al Baluchi, Ammar (Ali Abdul Aziz Ali) (Pakistan-Kuwait)
163. 10019 Isamuddin, Riduan (Hamlili) (Indonesia)
164. 10020 Khan, Majid (Pakistan)
165. 10021 Bin Amin, Modh Farik (Zubair) (Malaysia)
166. 10022 Bin Lep, Mohammed (Lillie) (Malaysia)
167. 10023 Dourad, Gouled Hassan (Somalia)
168. 10024 Mohammed, Khalid Sheikh (Pakistan-Kuwait)
169. 10025 Malik, Mohammed Abdul (Kenya)
170. 10026 Al Iraqi, Abdul Hadi (Iraq)
171. 3148 Al Afghani, Haroon (Afghanistan)
172. 10029 Rahim, Muhammad (Afghanistan)

Please also note that an additional prisoner, Ahmed Khalfan Ghailani (ISN 10012, Tanzania) was transferred to the US mainland from Guantánamo in May 2009 and received a life sentence after a federal court trial in January this year. He is being held in the Supermax prison in Florence, Colorado, as the New York Times reported two weeks ago. To send a letter, the address is as follows (the number following his name is his unique prison number):

Ahmed Khalfan Ghailani (02476-748)
USP Florence Admax
U.S. Penitentiary
PO Box 8500
Florence, Co. 81226

Also note that earlier this year, one of my correspondents, Elizabeth, gave me some interesting feedback after writing to every single prisoner at Guantánamo. In two emails in February, Elizabeth told me that the following letters were returned, marked "not deliverable as addressed":

038 Al Yazidi, Ridah (Tunisia)
168 Hakimi, Adel (Tunisia)
280 Khalik, Saidullah (China)
282 Aldulghupur, Hajiakbar (China)
290 Belbacha, Ahmed (Algeria)
684 Tahamuttan, Mohammed (Palestine)
702 Mingazov, Ravil (Russia)
766 Khadr, Omar (Canada)
838 Balzuhair, Shawki Awad (Yemen)
1094 Paracha, Saifullah (Pakistan)
1460 Rabbani, Abdul Rahim Ghulam (Pakistan)
10019 Isamuddin, Riduan (Indonesia)
10022 Bin Lep, Mohammed (Malaysia)
10025 Malik, Mohammed Abdul (Kenya)

Elizabeth also let me know that the following letters were returned marked "attempted — not known":

239 Aamer, Shaker (UK-Saudi Arabia)
549 Al Dayi, Omar (Yemen)
894 Adbul Rahman, Mohammed (Tunisia)
10024 Mohammed, Khalid Sheikh (Pakistan-Kuwait)
10026 Al Iraqi, Abdul Hadi (Iraq)

I publish this information to let people know that censorship and obstruction are still taking place at Guantánamo, for no apparent reason, and also to find out if any other people who have written to prisoners at Guantánamo have had their letters returned (and if any of the same prisoners are involved). Do let me know if you can shed any light on this.

Obviously, I find it alarming that letters were returned, marked "not deliverable as addressed," even though they were sent to well-known prisoners whose names are spelled correctly — such as the celebrated former child prisoner Omar Khadr, and Ahmed Belbacha, a long-cleared Algerian with ties to the UK — and also that other well-known prisoners — such as Shaker Aamer, the last British resident, and Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, the alleged 9/11 mastermind — were allegedly "not known." In some cases, I suspect that this is just incompetence, or routine obstruction, but in others I wonder whether it is a targeted program designed to reinforce certain prisoners’ isolation. Your thoughts on this are welcome.

And finally, for further information on the prisoners, see my four-part definitive Guantánamo prisoner list (Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Part Four) and if you want to check alternative spellings of the prisoners’ names, see the New York Times' Guantánamo Docket, or WikiLeaks’ Guantánamo Files (the Detainee Assessment Briefs), released in April, which also contain previously unknown information about the prisoners that I am gradually transcribing.

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