Balochistan: waiting for closure
“ Maye sah inth Balochistan, maye jaan inth Balochistan, Maye zind-e-hamok dard-o-darmaan inth Balochistan. Percha man naban bandeeg, percha man naban koleeg, k zahr-en-teer ani dhem paan inth Balochistan ” — G R Mulla. (Balochistan is my heart, my soul, A cure for all conceivable pains of life. Why should I not sacrifice, Or hesitate to suffer indignities of confinement, When my motherland is facing poisonous bullets.) Balochistan: a land so beautiful and a people so brave. A land full of hope, a people inspired. But today the soil of Balochistan is soaked with the blood of its children, its mountains reverberate with the harrowing wails of its women, its air haunted by the distraught cries of the older men, its plains full of orphans. The culprit is none other than the Pakistani military. One shudders at the thought of the bloody massacre being carried out in Balochistan by the same military that is supposed to protect its citizens. No wonder the Baloch are asking for fr...