hassan.te
Minister (2k+ posts)
I give a damn to the history of haroon... for me is just IK important. If some one with some bad history likes a good man, than does it mean that this good man becomes bad??? How small mind u have...:(
Kaptaan Ka Qalam Nawees Aur Muslim League (N)-Senator Mushahidullah Khan
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I give a damn to the history of haroon... for me is just IK important. If some one with some bad history likes a good man, than does it mean that this good man becomes bad??? How small mind u have...:(
Zameer Uddin
Politcal Worker (100+ posts)
REALITY OF PML(N)
Sharifs used paper mill to whiten money, Dar told court in 2000
ISLAMABAD, Nov 12 The Musharraf government prepared a money laundering reference against PML-N leaders Mian Nawaz Sharif and Mian Shahbaz Sharif in 2000 on the basis of a statement recorded by one of their trusted lieutenants, Senator Ishaq Dar, according to a court document seen by Dawn here on Thursday.Senator Dar`s handwritten statement, given before a magistrate back on April 25, 2000, had alleged that Sharif brothers used the Hudaibya Paper Mills as cover for money laundering during the late 1990s.
The reference was prepared on the orders of then president Pervez Musharraf, but it was shelved after the Sharif brothers went into exile in December of the same year.
The Musharraf government tried to reopen the reference in 2007 after Nawaz Sharif announced his return to the country.
The confessional statement of Senator Ishaq Dar was recorded before a district magistrate in Lahore. He was brought to the court from a jail by Basharat Shahzad, who was then serving as assistant director in the Federal Investigation Agency (FIA).
According to legal experts, the senator`s deposition was an `irrevocable statement` as had been recorded under section 164 of the Criminal Procedure Code (CrPC).
Senator Ishaq Dar has always been regarded as one of the closest aides of the Sharif family, and is now also a relative as his son is married to Nawaz Sharif`s younger daughter.
However, the NAB record clearly shows that back in 2000 he had agreed to give a written statement against the Sharifs about their alleged involvement in money laundering.
The top PML-N leaders had hit a rough patch by then as some of their lieutenants were busy developing a new political system for Gen Pervez Musharraf after his Oct 1999 military coup.
In the statement, Ishaq Dar accused Nawaz and Shahbaz Sharif of money laundering in the Hudaibiya Paper Mills case. At one point in the 43-page statement, Mr Dar said that on the instructions of Mian Nawaz Sharif and Shahbaz Sharif, I opened two foreign currency accounts in the name of Sikandara Masood Qazi and Talat Masood Qazi with the foreign currency funds provided by the Sharif family in the Bank of America by signing as Sikandara Masood Qazi and Talat Masood Qazi.
He said that all instructions to the bank in the name of these two persons were signed by him under the orders of original depositors, namely Mian Nawaz Sharif and Mian Shahbaz Sharif.
The foreign currency accounts of Nuzhat Gohar and Kashif Masood Qazi were opened in Bank of America by Naeem Mehmood under my instructions (based on instructions of Sharifs) by signing the same as Nuzhat Gohar and Kashif Masood Qazi.
The document shows Dar stated that besides these foreign currency accounts, a previously opened foreign currency account of Saeed Ahmed, a former director of First Hajvari Modaraba Co and close friend of Dar, and of Mussa Ghani, the nephew of Dar`s wife, were also used to deposit huge foreign currency funds provided by the Sharif family to offer them as collateral to obtain different direct and indirect credit lines.
Senator Dar had disclosed that the Bank of America, Citibank, Atlas Investment Bank, Al Barka Bank and Al Towfeeq Investment Bank were used under the instructions of the Sharif family.
Interestingly enough, Ishaq Dar also implicated himself by confessing in court that he along with his friends Kamal Qureshi and Naeem Mehmood had opened fake foreign currency accounts in different international banks.
Mr Dar said an amount of $3.725 million in Emirates Bank, $ 8.539 million in Al Faysal Bank and $2.622 million were later transferred in the accounts of the accounts Hudaibya Paper Mills.
He said that the entire amount in these banks finally landed in the accounts of the paper mills.
The Hudaibiya Paper Mills case is still pending in the National Accountability Bureau.
If it is opened again, the Sharif brothers may be in for a rude shock a confidant is to blame for the albatross around their necks.
In this regard Dawn made repeated efforts to contact Senator Dar on telephone, but without luck as his mobile number was switched off and he did not reply to text messages.
However, a PML-N spokesman Siddiq ul Farooq alleged that the signed statement was extracted from Mr Ishaq Dar under duress.
Sharifs used paper mill to whiten money, Dar told court in 2000
ISLAMABAD, Nov 12 The Musharraf government prepared a money laundering reference against PML-N leaders Mian Nawaz Sharif and Mian Shahbaz Sharif in 2000 on the basis of a statement recorded by one of their trusted lieutenants, Senator Ishaq Dar, according to a court document seen by Dawn here on Thursday.Senator Dar`s handwritten statement, given before a magistrate back on April 25, 2000, had alleged that Sharif brothers used the Hudaibya Paper Mills as cover for money laundering during the late 1990s.
The reference was prepared on the orders of then president Pervez Musharraf, but it was shelved after the Sharif brothers went into exile in December of the same year.
The Musharraf government tried to reopen the reference in 2007 after Nawaz Sharif announced his return to the country.
The confessional statement of Senator Ishaq Dar was recorded before a district magistrate in Lahore. He was brought to the court from a jail by Basharat Shahzad, who was then serving as assistant director in the Federal Investigation Agency (FIA).
According to legal experts, the senator`s deposition was an `irrevocable statement` as had been recorded under section 164 of the Criminal Procedure Code (CrPC).
Senator Ishaq Dar has always been regarded as one of the closest aides of the Sharif family, and is now also a relative as his son is married to Nawaz Sharif`s younger daughter.
However, the NAB record clearly shows that back in 2000 he had agreed to give a written statement against the Sharifs about their alleged involvement in money laundering.
The top PML-N leaders had hit a rough patch by then as some of their lieutenants were busy developing a new political system for Gen Pervez Musharraf after his Oct 1999 military coup.
In the statement, Ishaq Dar accused Nawaz and Shahbaz Sharif of money laundering in the Hudaibiya Paper Mills case. At one point in the 43-page statement, Mr Dar said that on the instructions of Mian Nawaz Sharif and Shahbaz Sharif, I opened two foreign currency accounts in the name of Sikandara Masood Qazi and Talat Masood Qazi with the foreign currency funds provided by the Sharif family in the Bank of America by signing as Sikandara Masood Qazi and Talat Masood Qazi.
He said that all instructions to the bank in the name of these two persons were signed by him under the orders of original depositors, namely Mian Nawaz Sharif and Mian Shahbaz Sharif.
The foreign currency accounts of Nuzhat Gohar and Kashif Masood Qazi were opened in Bank of America by Naeem Mehmood under my instructions (based on instructions of Sharifs) by signing the same as Nuzhat Gohar and Kashif Masood Qazi.
The document shows Dar stated that besides these foreign currency accounts, a previously opened foreign currency account of Saeed Ahmed, a former director of First Hajvari Modaraba Co and close friend of Dar, and of Mussa Ghani, the nephew of Dar`s wife, were also used to deposit huge foreign currency funds provided by the Sharif family to offer them as collateral to obtain different direct and indirect credit lines.
Senator Dar had disclosed that the Bank of America, Citibank, Atlas Investment Bank, Al Barka Bank and Al Towfeeq Investment Bank were used under the instructions of the Sharif family.
Interestingly enough, Ishaq Dar also implicated himself by confessing in court that he along with his friends Kamal Qureshi and Naeem Mehmood had opened fake foreign currency accounts in different international banks.
Mr Dar said an amount of $3.725 million in Emirates Bank, $ 8.539 million in Al Faysal Bank and $2.622 million were later transferred in the accounts of the accounts Hudaibya Paper Mills.
He said that the entire amount in these banks finally landed in the accounts of the paper mills.
The Hudaibiya Paper Mills case is still pending in the National Accountability Bureau.
If it is opened again, the Sharif brothers may be in for a rude shock a confidant is to blame for the albatross around their necks.
In this regard Dawn made repeated efforts to contact Senator Dar on telephone, but without luck as his mobile number was switched off and he did not reply to text messages.
However, a PML-N spokesman Siddiq ul Farooq alleged that the signed statement was extracted from Mr Ishaq Dar under duress.
enigma_1357
MPA (400+ posts)
ok pTI is internet party. Election to abhi door hein. ask ur JACKAL to face imran khan on any tv show. kiss baat say darta hey woh? sari dunya mein politician debate kartey hein. Mian ***** shareef kiss baat say darta hey?
atifsharif
MPA (400+ posts)
bhai ager aap ke pass is article ka jawab nahi hay to aap chup kiyoon nahi rehte .... pet main dard shoro ho gayi hay kia ... aur aap ki itla ke arz hay ke ham har election se pehle apna manifesto pesh karte hain .. aur 2008 se pehle bhi kia .... even ham ne adlia ke bahali ke liye advance resignation and halaf bhi uthawaya sare ticket holders ko .. election ke baad one point agenda pe government ka sath dia beghair kisi lalach ke ke adlia bahal ho jaye .. . anyways .... aap ko batane ka faida nahi .. kiyoon ke aap na samjainana chahte hain aur na hi samajne ki ehliat hay .. aur han ager ham aap ke IK ko **** khan kahain to aap ke kia tasraat hoonge ... is liye next time leadership ke bare main behuda kisam ke alfaz se ehtiat kijiye ga .. warna ... aap ke leader ko to bohat se namoon se pukara ja sakta hay ... aur haan ... internet 22 million ... chalo g ham lari adda thinking .. aap to parhe likhe ho aap ki leadership bhi .. to kia waja hay ke 22 million main se sirf 2 ya 3 lakh ne aap ko join kia ?? ??? bare sharam ki baat nahi ???
kisi aur lambi behas main jane ki bajaye .. is article main uthaye gaye points ka jawab dain ager de sakte hain ....
kisi aur lambi behas main jane ki bajaye .. is article main uthaye gaye points ka jawab dain ager de sakte hain ....
hassan.te
Minister (2k+ posts)
I am not getting into long discussions. My first comment was simply that i dont care who is Haroon or whatever his past is. But in this article and the title was to degrade IK. Khair... character assasination is the party slogan of parties like PPP, MQM and neverthless PML N...Whats a manifesto, ur leader have no guts, no plan, no moral courage, no vision....14 years back they took yellow cap taxis and now again...u want our youngs to become taxi drivers....what a futuristic approach...thats what i can expect from BK's...nothing new about it. n this 22 million thatu were asking will move in next election Inshallah, it wasn't moved in previous election cz IK was ditched by your BAA-KIRDAAR (BK's sound better to u as compared to GB's....:)) leaders.... by the way whats ur leader have plans in future as those 37 million illegal votes who have been declared bogus by supreme court ??? cheers, no hard feelings
GraanG2
Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
Yeh newspaper bhi na pata nahi kin kin bhade ke tatton ke coulmn chapte hain.
And those who are asking reply from PTI ,they should know that Haroon Rashid is not a member of PTI nor is he holding any office in PTI...So let him reply to what this paid mulazim has raised...I am sure he will get his reply soon from Haroon Rashid.
Photocopy Machine League Nawaz Group hawas bakhta ho gaye...Apne moo mian mitthoo....Apne hi ek mulazim ne Column likha aur us par in ki eid ho gayi...Bechare aur kare bhi kya...In ke naseeb ki khushian Musharraf ne manayi aur ab Imran Khan saab in ko punjab se nikaalne lage hain inshaAllah...Khush hone do in ko aese apne hi mulazimon ke columns.
Aur wese bhi in ka ek MNA kal hawalaat se bhaag gaya tha...Aaj suna police ne phir pakad liya...Toh yeh bechare us gham mein abhi tak pagal hain.
And those who are asking reply from PTI ,they should know that Haroon Rashid is not a member of PTI nor is he holding any office in PTI...So let him reply to what this paid mulazim has raised...I am sure he will get his reply soon from Haroon Rashid.
Photocopy Machine League Nawaz Group hawas bakhta ho gaye...Apne moo mian mitthoo....Apne hi ek mulazim ne Column likha aur us par in ki eid ho gayi...Bechare aur kare bhi kya...In ke naseeb ki khushian Musharraf ne manayi aur ab Imran Khan saab in ko punjab se nikaalne lage hain inshaAllah...Khush hone do in ko aese apne hi mulazimon ke columns.
Aur wese bhi in ka ek MNA kal hawalaat se bhaag gaya tha...Aaj suna police ne phir pakad liya...Toh yeh bechare us gham mein abhi tak pagal hain.
GraanG2
Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
American Journalist Kim Barker Exposes Nawaz Sharif’s Flirtations with Her
Posted on May 13, 2011 by alaiwah
Excerpts from “The Taliban Shuffle” by Kim Barker – her interviews with Nawaz Sharif (published by Doubleday):
“With Bhutto gone, I needed to meet the lion of Punjab, or maybe the tiger.
No one seemed to know which feline Nawaz Sharif was nicknamed after. Some fans rode around with stuffed toy lions strapped to their cars. Others talked about the tiger of Punjab. By default, Sharif, a former PM like Bhutto, had become the most popular opposition leader in the
country. He was already the most powerful politician in Punjab, which was the most powerful of Pakistan’s four provinces, home to most of the army leaders and past rulers. Some people described Sharif as the Homer Simpson of Pakistan. Others considered him a right-wing wing nut.
Still others figured he could save the country. Sharif was once considered an invention of the establishment, a protg of the former military dictator in Pakistan, General Zia, but like all politicians here, he had become a creature of himself. During his second term, Sharif built my favorite road in Pakistan, a hundred and seventy miles of paved, multilaned bliss………..
“One of Sharif’s friends tried to explain him to me: “He might be tilting a
little to the right, but he’s not an extremist. Extremists don’t go do hair
implants. He also loves singing.”
……
“The inside of the house appeared to have been designed by Saudi Arabia—a hodge-podge of crystal chandeliers, silk curtains, gold accents, marble. A verse of the Holy Quran and a carpet with the ninety-nine names of God hung on the walls of Sharif’s receiving room, along with photographs of Sharif with King Abdullah and slain former Lebanese prime minister Rafik Hariri.
Finally I was summoned. “Kim,” Sharif’s media handler said, gesturing toward the ground. “Come.” I hopped up and walked toward the living room, past two raggedy stuffed lions with rose petals near their feet. So maybe Sharif was the lion of Punjab… His press aide tapped his watch, looked at me, and raised his eyebrows. I got the message and proceeded with my questions, as fast as I could. But it soon became clear that this would be unlike any interview I had ever done.
“You’re the only senior opposition leader left in Pakistan. How are you
going to stay safe while campaigning?” In Pakistan, campaigns were not run through TV, and pressing the flesh was a job requirement. Candidates won over voters by holding rallies of tens and hundreds of thousands of people. Even though Sharif was not personally running, his appearance would help win votes for anyone in his party.
Sharif looked at me, sighed, and shook his head. “I don’t know. It’s a good
question. What do you think, Kim?”
“I don’t know. I’m not the former PM of Pakistan. So what will you do?”
“Really, I don’t know. What do you think?”
This put me in an awkward position—giving security advice to Nawaz Sharif.
“Well, it’s got to be really difficult. You have these elections coming up. You can’t just sit here at home.”
“What should I do?” he asked. “I can’t run a campaign sitting in my house on the television.”
……
“I stood up. Sharif’s aide was already standing. “I should probably be
going,” I said. “Thanks very much for your time.” “Yes, Mian Sahib’s
schedule is very busy,” Sharif’s handler agreed.
“It’s all right,” Sharif said. “She can ask a few more questions.” I sat
down. I had whipped through most of my important questions, so I recycled them. I asked him whether he was a fundamentalist. Sharif dismissed the idea, largely by pointing to his friendship with the Clintons. I tried to leave again, fearing I was overstaying my welcome. But Sharif said I could ask more questions. “One more,” I said, wary of Sharif’s aide. Then I asked the question that was really on my mind.
“Which are you—the lion or the tiger?”
Sharif didn’t even blink. “I am the tiger,” he said.
“But why do some people call you the lion?”
“I do not know. I am the tiger.”
“But why do you have two stuffed lions?”
“They were a gift. I like them.”
……
“We drove to the next rally. I looked at my BlackBerry and spotted one very interesting e-mail—a Human Rights Watch report, quoting a taped conversation from November between the country’s pro-Musharraf attorney general and an unnamed man. The attorney general had apparently been talking to a reporter, and while on that call, took another call, where he talked about vote rigging. The reporter had recorded the entire conversation. I scanned through the e-mail.
“Nawaz,” I said. I had somehow slipped into calling the former PM by his first name. “have to hear this.” I then performed a dramatic
reading of the message in full, culminating in the explosive direct quote
from the attorney general, recorded the month before Bhutto was killed and just before Sharif flew home… It was unclear what the other man was saying, but Human Rights Watch said the attorney general appeared to be advising him to leave Sharif’s party and get a ticket from “these guys,” the pro-Musharraf party, the massive vote riggers.
Sharif’s aide stared at me openmouthed. “Is that true? I can’t believe
that.” “It’s from Human Rights Watch,” I said. “There’s apparently a tape
recording. Pretty amazing.”
Sharif just looked at me. “How can you get a text message that long on your telephone?”
“It’s an e-mail,” I said, slightly shocked that Sharif was unconcerned about what I had just said. “This is a BlackBerry phone. You can get e-mail on it.”
“Ah, e-mail,” he said. “I must look into this BlackBerry.”
……
“After more than eight years of political irrelevance, Sharif was back. I
sent him a text message and asked him to call. A few hours later, he did,
thrilled with his victory.
“I saw a car today, where a man had glued blankets to it and painted it like a tiger,” I told him at one point. “Really?” he asked. “Yeah. It was a tiger car.”
He paused. “What did you think of the tiger car, Kim? Did you like the tiger car?”
Weird question. I gave an appropriate answer. “Who doesn’t like a tiger
car?”
……
“This time, in a large banquet hall filled with folding chairs and a long
table, Sharif told his aides that he would talk to me alone. At the time, I
barely noticed. We talked about Zardari, but he spoke carefully and said
little of interest, constantly glancing at my tape recorder like it was
radioactive. Eventually, he nodded toward it. “Can you turn that off?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said, figuring he wanted to tell me something off the record.
“So. Do you have a friend, Kim?” Sharif asked. I was unsure what he meant.
“I have a lot of friends,” I replied.
“No. Do you have a friend?”
I figured it out.
“You mean a boyfriend?” “Yes.” I looked at Sharif. I had two options—lie, or tell the truth. And because I wanted to see where this line of questioning was going, I told the truth. “I had a boyfriend. We recently broke up.” I nodded my head stupidly, as if to punctuate this thought.
“Why?” Sharif asked. “Was he too boring for you? Not fun enough?”
“Um. No. It just didn’t work out.”
“Oh. I cannot believe you do not have a friend,” Sharif countered.
“No. Nope. I don’t. I did.”
“Do you want me to find one for you?” Sharif asked.
To recap: The militants were gaining strength along the border with
Afghanistan and staging increasingly bold attacks in the country’s cities.
The famed Khyber Pass, linking Pakistan and Afghanistan, was now too
dangerous to drive. The country appeared as unmoored and directionless as a headless chicken. And here was Sharif, offering to find me a friend. Thank God the leaders of Pakistan had their priorities straight. ”Sure. Why not?” I said.
The thought of being fixed up on a date by the former prime minister of
Pakistan, one of the most powerful men in the country and, at certain
points, the world, proved irresistible. It had true train-wreck potential.
……
“In the sitting room, I immediately turned on my tape recorder and rattled off questions. Was Sharif at the negotiations? What was happening? He denied being at any meetings, despite press reports to the contrary. I pushed him.
He denied everything. I wondered why he let me drive all this way, if he
planned to tell me nothing. At least I’d get free food.
He looked at my tape recorder and asked me to turn it off. Eventually I
obliged. Then Sharif brought up his real reason for inviting me to lunch.
“Kim. I have come up with two possible friends for you.”
At last. “Who?”
He waited a second, looked toward the ceiling, then seemingly picked the top name from his subconscious. “The first is Mr. Z.”
That was disappointing. Sharif definitely was not taking this project
seriously. “Zardari? No way. That will never happen,” I said.
“What’s wrong with Mr. Zardari?” Sharif asked. “Do you not find him
attractive?”
Bhutto’s widower, Asif Ali Zardari, was slightly shorter than me and sported slicked-back hair and a mustache, which he was accused of dying black right after his wife was killed, right before his first press conference. On many levels, I did not find Zardari attractive. I would have preferred celibacy.
But that wasn’t the point. Perhaps I could use this as a teaching moment.
“He is the president of Pakistan. I am a journalist. That would never
happen.”
“He is single.” Very true—but I didn’t think that was a good enough reason.
“I can call him for you,” Sharif insisted. I’m fairly certain he was joking.
“I’m sure he has more important things to deal with,” I replied.
“OK. No Mr. Z. The second option, I will discuss with you later,” he said.
That did not sound promising.
……
“I needed to get out of there. “I have to go.”
“First, come for a walk with me outside, around the grounds. I want to show you Raiwind.”
“No. I have to go. I have to go to Afghanistan tomorrow.”
Sharif ignored that white lie and started to talk about where he wanted to
take me. “I would like to take you for a ride in the country, and take you
for lunch at a restaurant in Lahore, but because of my position, I cannot.”
……
“Once the interview was finished, Sharif looked at me. “Can you ask your
translator to leave?” he asked. “I need to talk to you.” My translator
looked at me with a worried forehead wrinkle. “It’s OK,” I said. He left.
Sharif then looked at my tape recorder. “Can you turn that off?” I obliged.
“I have to go,” I said. “I have to write a story.”
He ignored me. “I have bought you an iPhone,” he said.
“I can’t take it.”
“Why not? It is a gift.”
“No. It’s completely unethical, you’re a source.”
“But we are friends, right?” I had forgotten how Sharif twisted the word
“friend.”
“Sure, we’re friendly, but you’re still the former prime minister of
Pakistan and I can’t take an iPhone from you,” I said.
“But we are friends,” he countered. “I don’t accept that. I told you I was
buying you an iPhone.”
“I told you I couldn’t take it. And we’re not those kind of friends.”
He tried a new tactic. “Oh, I see. Your translator is here, and you do not
want him to see me give you an iPhone. That could be embarrassing for you.”
Exasperated, I agreed. “That’s it.”
He then offered to meet me the next day, at a friend’s apartment in Lahore, to give me the iPhone and have tea. No, I said. I was going to Faridkot. Sharif finally came to the point. “Kim. I am sorry I was not able to find you a friend. I tried, but I failed.” He shook his head, looked genuinely sad about the failure of the project.
“That’s OK,” I said. “Really. I don’t really want a friend right now. I am
perfectly happy without a friend. I want to be friendless.”
He paused. And then, finally, the tiger of Punjab pounced. “I would like to be your friend.”I didn’t even let him get the words out. “No. Absolutely not. Not going to happen.”
“Hear me out.” He held his hand toward me to silence my negations as he made his pitch. He could have said anything—that he was a purported billionaire who had built my favorite road in Pakistan, that he could buy me a power plant or build me a nuclear weapon. But he opted for honesty.
“I know, I’m not as tall as you’d like,” Sharif explained. “I’m not as fit
as you’d like. I’m fat, and I’m old. But I would still like to be your
friend.”
“No,” I said. “No way.”
He then offered me a job running his hospital, a job I was eminently
unqualified to perform. “It’s a huge hospital,” he said. “You’d be very good at it.” He said he would only become PM again if I were his
secretary. I thought about it for a few seconds—after all, I would probably soon be out of a job. But no. The new position’s various positions would not be worth it.
Eventually, I got out of the tiger’s grip, but only by promising that I
would consider his offer. Otherwise, he wouldn’t let me leave. I jumped into the car, pulled out my tape recorder, and recited our conversation. Samad shook his head. My translator put his head in his hands. “I’m embarrassed for my country,” he said.
After that, I knew I could never see Sharif again. I was not happy about this—I liked Sharif. In the back of my mind, maybe I had hoped he would come through with a possible friend, or that we could have kept up our banter, without an iPhone lurking in the closet. But now I saw him as just another sad case, a recycled has-been who squandered his country’s adulation and hope, who thought hitting on a foreign journalist was a smart move. Which it clearly wasn’t.”
Posted on May 13, 2011 by alaiwah
Excerpts from “The Taliban Shuffle” by Kim Barker – her interviews with Nawaz Sharif (published by Doubleday):
“With Bhutto gone, I needed to meet the lion of Punjab, or maybe the tiger.
No one seemed to know which feline Nawaz Sharif was nicknamed after. Some fans rode around with stuffed toy lions strapped to their cars. Others talked about the tiger of Punjab. By default, Sharif, a former PM like Bhutto, had become the most popular opposition leader in the
country. He was already the most powerful politician in Punjab, which was the most powerful of Pakistan’s four provinces, home to most of the army leaders and past rulers. Some people described Sharif as the Homer Simpson of Pakistan. Others considered him a right-wing wing nut.
Still others figured he could save the country. Sharif was once considered an invention of the establishment, a protg of the former military dictator in Pakistan, General Zia, but like all politicians here, he had become a creature of himself. During his second term, Sharif built my favorite road in Pakistan, a hundred and seventy miles of paved, multilaned bliss………..
“One of Sharif’s friends tried to explain him to me: “He might be tilting a
little to the right, but he’s not an extremist. Extremists don’t go do hair
implants. He also loves singing.”
……
“The inside of the house appeared to have been designed by Saudi Arabia—a hodge-podge of crystal chandeliers, silk curtains, gold accents, marble. A verse of the Holy Quran and a carpet with the ninety-nine names of God hung on the walls of Sharif’s receiving room, along with photographs of Sharif with King Abdullah and slain former Lebanese prime minister Rafik Hariri.
Finally I was summoned. “Kim,” Sharif’s media handler said, gesturing toward the ground. “Come.” I hopped up and walked toward the living room, past two raggedy stuffed lions with rose petals near their feet. So maybe Sharif was the lion of Punjab… His press aide tapped his watch, looked at me, and raised his eyebrows. I got the message and proceeded with my questions, as fast as I could. But it soon became clear that this would be unlike any interview I had ever done.
“You’re the only senior opposition leader left in Pakistan. How are you
going to stay safe while campaigning?” In Pakistan, campaigns were not run through TV, and pressing the flesh was a job requirement. Candidates won over voters by holding rallies of tens and hundreds of thousands of people. Even though Sharif was not personally running, his appearance would help win votes for anyone in his party.
Sharif looked at me, sighed, and shook his head. “I don’t know. It’s a good
question. What do you think, Kim?”
“I don’t know. I’m not the former PM of Pakistan. So what will you do?”
“Really, I don’t know. What do you think?”
This put me in an awkward position—giving security advice to Nawaz Sharif.
“Well, it’s got to be really difficult. You have these elections coming up. You can’t just sit here at home.”
“What should I do?” he asked. “I can’t run a campaign sitting in my house on the television.”
……
“I stood up. Sharif’s aide was already standing. “I should probably be
going,” I said. “Thanks very much for your time.” “Yes, Mian Sahib’s
schedule is very busy,” Sharif’s handler agreed.
“It’s all right,” Sharif said. “She can ask a few more questions.” I sat
down. I had whipped through most of my important questions, so I recycled them. I asked him whether he was a fundamentalist. Sharif dismissed the idea, largely by pointing to his friendship with the Clintons. I tried to leave again, fearing I was overstaying my welcome. But Sharif said I could ask more questions. “One more,” I said, wary of Sharif’s aide. Then I asked the question that was really on my mind.
“Which are you—the lion or the tiger?”
Sharif didn’t even blink. “I am the tiger,” he said.
“But why do some people call you the lion?”
“I do not know. I am the tiger.”
“But why do you have two stuffed lions?”
“They were a gift. I like them.”
……
“We drove to the next rally. I looked at my BlackBerry and spotted one very interesting e-mail—a Human Rights Watch report, quoting a taped conversation from November between the country’s pro-Musharraf attorney general and an unnamed man. The attorney general had apparently been talking to a reporter, and while on that call, took another call, where he talked about vote rigging. The reporter had recorded the entire conversation. I scanned through the e-mail.
“Nawaz,” I said. I had somehow slipped into calling the former PM by his first name. “have to hear this.” I then performed a dramatic
reading of the message in full, culminating in the explosive direct quote
from the attorney general, recorded the month before Bhutto was killed and just before Sharif flew home… It was unclear what the other man was saying, but Human Rights Watch said the attorney general appeared to be advising him to leave Sharif’s party and get a ticket from “these guys,” the pro-Musharraf party, the massive vote riggers.
Sharif’s aide stared at me openmouthed. “Is that true? I can’t believe
that.” “It’s from Human Rights Watch,” I said. “There’s apparently a tape
recording. Pretty amazing.”
Sharif just looked at me. “How can you get a text message that long on your telephone?”
“It’s an e-mail,” I said, slightly shocked that Sharif was unconcerned about what I had just said. “This is a BlackBerry phone. You can get e-mail on it.”
“Ah, e-mail,” he said. “I must look into this BlackBerry.”
……
“After more than eight years of political irrelevance, Sharif was back. I
sent him a text message and asked him to call. A few hours later, he did,
thrilled with his victory.
“I saw a car today, where a man had glued blankets to it and painted it like a tiger,” I told him at one point. “Really?” he asked. “Yeah. It was a tiger car.”
He paused. “What did you think of the tiger car, Kim? Did you like the tiger car?”
Weird question. I gave an appropriate answer. “Who doesn’t like a tiger
car?”
……
“This time, in a large banquet hall filled with folding chairs and a long
table, Sharif told his aides that he would talk to me alone. At the time, I
barely noticed. We talked about Zardari, but he spoke carefully and said
little of interest, constantly glancing at my tape recorder like it was
radioactive. Eventually, he nodded toward it. “Can you turn that off?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said, figuring he wanted to tell me something off the record.
“So. Do you have a friend, Kim?” Sharif asked. I was unsure what he meant.
“I have a lot of friends,” I replied.
“No. Do you have a friend?”
I figured it out.
“You mean a boyfriend?” “Yes.” I looked at Sharif. I had two options—lie, or tell the truth. And because I wanted to see where this line of questioning was going, I told the truth. “I had a boyfriend. We recently broke up.” I nodded my head stupidly, as if to punctuate this thought.
“Why?” Sharif asked. “Was he too boring for you? Not fun enough?”
“Um. No. It just didn’t work out.”
“Oh. I cannot believe you do not have a friend,” Sharif countered.
“No. Nope. I don’t. I did.”
“Do you want me to find one for you?” Sharif asked.
To recap: The militants were gaining strength along the border with
Afghanistan and staging increasingly bold attacks in the country’s cities.
The famed Khyber Pass, linking Pakistan and Afghanistan, was now too
dangerous to drive. The country appeared as unmoored and directionless as a headless chicken. And here was Sharif, offering to find me a friend. Thank God the leaders of Pakistan had their priorities straight. ”Sure. Why not?” I said.
The thought of being fixed up on a date by the former prime minister of
Pakistan, one of the most powerful men in the country and, at certain
points, the world, proved irresistible. It had true train-wreck potential.
……
“In the sitting room, I immediately turned on my tape recorder and rattled off questions. Was Sharif at the negotiations? What was happening? He denied being at any meetings, despite press reports to the contrary. I pushed him.
He denied everything. I wondered why he let me drive all this way, if he
planned to tell me nothing. At least I’d get free food.
He looked at my tape recorder and asked me to turn it off. Eventually I
obliged. Then Sharif brought up his real reason for inviting me to lunch.
“Kim. I have come up with two possible friends for you.”
At last. “Who?”
He waited a second, looked toward the ceiling, then seemingly picked the top name from his subconscious. “The first is Mr. Z.”
That was disappointing. Sharif definitely was not taking this project
seriously. “Zardari? No way. That will never happen,” I said.
“What’s wrong with Mr. Zardari?” Sharif asked. “Do you not find him
attractive?”
Bhutto’s widower, Asif Ali Zardari, was slightly shorter than me and sported slicked-back hair and a mustache, which he was accused of dying black right after his wife was killed, right before his first press conference. On many levels, I did not find Zardari attractive. I would have preferred celibacy.
But that wasn’t the point. Perhaps I could use this as a teaching moment.
“He is the president of Pakistan. I am a journalist. That would never
happen.”
“He is single.” Very true—but I didn’t think that was a good enough reason.
“I can call him for you,” Sharif insisted. I’m fairly certain he was joking.
“I’m sure he has more important things to deal with,” I replied.
“OK. No Mr. Z. The second option, I will discuss with you later,” he said.
That did not sound promising.
……
“I needed to get out of there. “I have to go.”
“First, come for a walk with me outside, around the grounds. I want to show you Raiwind.”
“No. I have to go. I have to go to Afghanistan tomorrow.”
Sharif ignored that white lie and started to talk about where he wanted to
take me. “I would like to take you for a ride in the country, and take you
for lunch at a restaurant in Lahore, but because of my position, I cannot.”
……
“Once the interview was finished, Sharif looked at me. “Can you ask your
translator to leave?” he asked. “I need to talk to you.” My translator
looked at me with a worried forehead wrinkle. “It’s OK,” I said. He left.
Sharif then looked at my tape recorder. “Can you turn that off?” I obliged.
“I have to go,” I said. “I have to write a story.”
He ignored me. “I have bought you an iPhone,” he said.
“I can’t take it.”
“Why not? It is a gift.”
“No. It’s completely unethical, you’re a source.”
“But we are friends, right?” I had forgotten how Sharif twisted the word
“friend.”
“Sure, we’re friendly, but you’re still the former prime minister of
Pakistan and I can’t take an iPhone from you,” I said.
“But we are friends,” he countered. “I don’t accept that. I told you I was
buying you an iPhone.”
“I told you I couldn’t take it. And we’re not those kind of friends.”
He tried a new tactic. “Oh, I see. Your translator is here, and you do not
want him to see me give you an iPhone. That could be embarrassing for you.”
Exasperated, I agreed. “That’s it.”
He then offered to meet me the next day, at a friend’s apartment in Lahore, to give me the iPhone and have tea. No, I said. I was going to Faridkot. Sharif finally came to the point. “Kim. I am sorry I was not able to find you a friend. I tried, but I failed.” He shook his head, looked genuinely sad about the failure of the project.
“That’s OK,” I said. “Really. I don’t really want a friend right now. I am
perfectly happy without a friend. I want to be friendless.”
He paused. And then, finally, the tiger of Punjab pounced. “I would like to be your friend.”I didn’t even let him get the words out. “No. Absolutely not. Not going to happen.”
“Hear me out.” He held his hand toward me to silence my negations as he made his pitch. He could have said anything—that he was a purported billionaire who had built my favorite road in Pakistan, that he could buy me a power plant or build me a nuclear weapon. But he opted for honesty.
“I know, I’m not as tall as you’d like,” Sharif explained. “I’m not as fit
as you’d like. I’m fat, and I’m old. But I would still like to be your
friend.”
“No,” I said. “No way.”
He then offered me a job running his hospital, a job I was eminently
unqualified to perform. “It’s a huge hospital,” he said. “You’d be very good at it.” He said he would only become PM again if I were his
secretary. I thought about it for a few seconds—after all, I would probably soon be out of a job. But no. The new position’s various positions would not be worth it.
Eventually, I got out of the tiger’s grip, but only by promising that I
would consider his offer. Otherwise, he wouldn’t let me leave. I jumped into the car, pulled out my tape recorder, and recited our conversation. Samad shook his head. My translator put his head in his hands. “I’m embarrassed for my country,” he said.
After that, I knew I could never see Sharif again. I was not happy about this—I liked Sharif. In the back of my mind, maybe I had hoped he would come through with a possible friend, or that we could have kept up our banter, without an iPhone lurking in the closet. But now I saw him as just another sad case, a recycled has-been who squandered his country’s adulation and hope, who thought hitting on a foreign journalist was a smart move. Which it clearly wasn’t.”
hassan.te
Minister (2k+ posts)
Graan G2.... thanks that u made ur status about columbus... i was also following him :), but u did the best thing
GreenMaple
Prime Minister (20k+ posts)
Fire in PML-N's pants...
PANIC Time!!!
PANIC Time!!!
GraanG2
Chief Minister (5k+ posts)
hahaha...I made that statement after thinking alot..That guy is a total failure...We have a couple of members who are giving him the dose of his own medicine.lolz
atifsharif
MPA (400+ posts)
removal of these 37 illegal votes will help us in next election becoz these votes been used against pml n ... in 2002 and 2008 and for your kind information IK bhi in votes ki mojoodgi main hi MNA bana tha ... tera ab kia ho ga kaliyeeee ......
rahi baat yellow cap ....... brother in europe ... jis ke law aur civilization ki misalain de de ke aap ke qaid nahi thakte .. yahan pe taxi licence khareedne ke liye lakhoon euros chahiyain ... aur ye eik muhazib job hay ... masla asal main yeh hay ke ham logoon ki zehniat chooti hay ... ham pakistan se bahir parne ke liye jate hain to ham McDonald KFC aur dosre takeaway ki toilet tak saaf karte hain lekin pakistan main yeh kaam karte howe takleef hoti hay ... aap koi acha sa plan do .. aise halat main jab har taraf katal o gharat ho rahi ho .. kahan se ayain ge invester ... jo industry hay woh bhi bijli na hone ki waja se khatam ho rahi hay ... jobs kahan se aur kaise creat ki jayain .. hamari government punjab main hay .. punjab main apne mehdod zarai ke sath jo kuch kar sakte hain kar rahe hain ....
ager eik graduate .... rikshaw chala sakta hay to use taxi chalane main problem ho sakti hay ...
akhir main dear KOI KAAM CHOOTA YA BHARA NAHI HOTA .. CHOTI HOTI HAY INSAAN KI ZEHNIAT .... KIA KHAYAL HAY ????
rahi baat yellow cap ....... brother in europe ... jis ke law aur civilization ki misalain de de ke aap ke qaid nahi thakte .. yahan pe taxi licence khareedne ke liye lakhoon euros chahiyain ... aur ye eik muhazib job hay ... masla asal main yeh hay ke ham logoon ki zehniat chooti hay ... ham pakistan se bahir parne ke liye jate hain to ham McDonald KFC aur dosre takeaway ki toilet tak saaf karte hain lekin pakistan main yeh kaam karte howe takleef hoti hay ... aap koi acha sa plan do .. aise halat main jab har taraf katal o gharat ho rahi ho .. kahan se ayain ge invester ... jo industry hay woh bhi bijli na hone ki waja se khatam ho rahi hay ... jobs kahan se aur kaise creat ki jayain .. hamari government punjab main hay .. punjab main apne mehdod zarai ke sath jo kuch kar sakte hain kar rahe hain ....
ager eik graduate .... rikshaw chala sakta hay to use taxi chalane main problem ho sakti hay ...
akhir main dear KOI KAAM CHOOTA YA BHARA NAHI HOTA .. CHOTI HOTI HAY INSAAN KI ZEHNIAT .... KIA KHAYAL HAY ????
atifsharif
MPA (400+ posts)
Re: PMLN attacks Haroon ur Rasheed & then he hits back
Haroon sahib ... First aap apne captain ko bachane main bebas nazar aye aap ne apni safai bari khoobsurati se de di kuch ghalti ki maafi mang ke kuch aur hawale de ke ... .... Lekin captain ???? Captain pe uthaye gaye sawalat ko to aap ne aur mazboot kar dia ... Matlab raised questions ki taeed kar di ... Ab captain pe uthaye ge sawalat ka jawab koon de ga ***** ........ Aur ye jang dobara shoro karne se khuda ki kasam ... Zati nafrat ki badbo a rahi hay .. Aap jaise marzi kahain ke khuda ki kasam ziadati nahi ho gi .. Lekin ................ Nafrat ke pehlo ayaan hain .. Anyways .. Ham captain pe uthaye ge sawalat ke jawabat ke muntazir hain ... I am sure ke koi jawab nahi aye ga :)
Haroon sahib ... First aap apne captain ko bachane main bebas nazar aye aap ne apni safai bari khoobsurati se de di kuch ghalti ki maafi mang ke kuch aur hawale de ke ... .... Lekin captain ???? Captain pe uthaye gaye sawalat ko to aap ne aur mazboot kar dia ... Matlab raised questions ki taeed kar di ... Ab captain pe uthaye ge sawalat ka jawab koon de ga ***** ........ Aur ye jang dobara shoro karne se khuda ki kasam ... Zati nafrat ki badbo a rahi hay .. Aap jaise marzi kahain ke khuda ki kasam ziadati nahi ho gi .. Lekin ................ Nafrat ke pehlo ayaan hain .. Anyways .. Ham captain pe uthaye ge sawalat ke jawabat ke muntazir hain ... I am sure ke koi jawab nahi aye ga :)
pml-n attacks haroon rasheedharoon rasheed hits back
HM_ARCHITECT
Citizen
Re: PMLN attacks Haroon ur Rasheed & then he hits back
Dear Friends PML(N) ko jaan k laly parh gaye hain, Shammaa bujhney se pehlay ziada barhkty hay(omg)
Dear Friends PML(N) ko jaan k laly parh gaye hain, Shammaa bujhney se pehlay ziada barhkty hay(omg)
hassan.te
Minister (2k+ posts)
waah dost waah....maan gaye aap ko...n what was that in that Lahore by election in which ur candidate were showed on the TV screens of all pakistan stamping in election office??? I dont know y do people have short memory or they expect from others...12000 fake voter list PTI had handed over along with media too...what was that?? Isnt that from those 37 million bogus votes.... CHOR BHI KAHAY CHORR CHORR....:)
rest u were talking in europe that taxi lisence cost u laakhun euro...this shows also ur ignorance....it cost not more than 3000-4000 euros and in this there is also fee of driving school. I am not saying that any such occupation (taxi driving) is a disgraceful occupation. But this occupation can do any one, u dont need a graduate degree. People who didnt study or who have relatively lesser education, such job are for these people. you dont need extra capability to drive a car. So either your leadership wants us to remain ignorant or this is all what they can offer for educated youngs of pakistan
I believe PML N is absolutely responsible for this loadshedding crisis because PML N is in government. They cant say that we are in government but we r not respponsible for this crisis...If they cant do, just leave it. PML N cant even control prices just in lahore, I challenge u in this ramadan what will they do in rest of paksitan, just keep following news.... and the masla investor kaaa nahi meray bhai..... just ask ur beloved leaders that the money that they have looted from pakistan, just bring it back...we dont need investors, we have everything.....and its the matter of shame for the government that an graduate is driving riksha.... its nothing to be proud of it. and cheers....that PML N MNA ANjum akeel is arrested in corruption of just 2 plots in Pakistan yesterday, like leader, like candidates...i think sharif brothers should also teach their candidate also how to escape after doing corruption...n in this he have earned 5 billion rupees....
sad day for u anyway.....:)
atifsharif
MPA (400+ posts)
1st .. taxi licence (mean ownership of taxi with route) jo baat aap ker rahe hain na .. 3 4 hazar main licence mil jata hay brother drive karne ke liye 1000 euros se bhi kam lagte hain ... jis main school fee etc shamil hota hay .. lekin owner ship ke liye aap ko kitne chahiyain aap sooch bhi nahi sakte ... har city ki alag price hay ... yeh to aap ke ilm main howa izafa .. umeed hay samaj a gayi ho gi ..
2nd. lahore election ....... aap ne lahore election main participate kia hay ???? shaid kia ho vote dalne ki had tak .... aap ko pata hay ke aap ke candidate ke peeche koon koon si parties bara jaman thin .. koon koon se ex mna aur ex mpa bara jaman the ... dhandali pml (n) ki taraf se hoi aap kasam kha ke keh sakte hain ke aap ke candidate ne dhandli nahi ki ???? sooch samaj ke kasam uthaiye ga ... sabat karne se aap ki kisam jhooti bhi ho sakti hay .. aur aap ko pata hay ke aap ne ticket kise dia tha .. aur jo jeeta tha Malik saif aur aap ke candidate ka kia rishta tha ???? aur in ke apas kia ikhtalafat hain ??? brother sometimes kisi fiqre ko us ke sayaq o sabat ke hawale se dekha jata hay .. aap apne is election ko sare sayaq o sabat ke hawale se dekhain ... aap ko pata chale ga .. ke dhandli kahan kahan hoi aur kis kis ne ki ........
3. provincial government, electricity ko control nahi karti us ki adaigian nahi karti ye sara kaam wafaqi government ka hota hay ... aap ko to itna bhi nahi pata aur aap chale hain siasatdaan banane ... zara history parhain shaid aap ko yaad na ho .. 1999 main jab mian nawaz sharif ki hakoomat khatam ki gayi .. to koi load shedding nahi thi ... koi suger crisis nahi the koi ata crisis nahi the koi cement crisis ... yeh sare ke sare crisis aap ke hamayat yafta General Musharaf ke dour main aye aur jin se aap ki sakht nafrat hay kiyoon ke unhoon ne ap ko PM ki seat nahi di ..
rahi baaat NS ki doulat ki .. to hazoor aap ko is ka bhi ilm nahi ke woh loti hoi dolat nahi woh pakistan main business kar ke kamayi gayi doolat hay ... aur aaj bhi NS family ke business ka bara hisa pakistan main hi hay .... rahi baat NS ke betoon ki jis tarah aap ke betoon ko haq ho ga ya hamare bachoon ko haq hay ke woh kahin bhi ja ke business karain waise unhe bhi haq hay ... ager hamza shehbaz politics main aye to bhi aitraz aur ager hassan ya hussain nawaz .. politics se door reh ker business karain to bhi eitraz ... ager ho sake to sharif family ki history parhiye ga aap ko pata chal jaye ga ke asia main is family ko business ke hawale se kia muqam hasil hay ... sirf ilzam lagane se kuch hasil nahi hota .. sabat bhi karna parta hay .. ab ager yeh kahain ke yeh koi saboot nahi choorte to bhai phir aap ka , musharaf government aur ppp government ka Allah hi Hafiz hay ..
rahi baat anjum ki to bhai ... ager baap ki aulad main se koi corrupt nikal aye to baap ka kia kasoor ... baap ka kasoor to tab ho ga ager woh use bachane ki kooshish kare ga lekin ager woh use kanoon ke hawale kare aur use aaq bhi kare to phir baap ka kia kasoor ... and i am happy ke Allah aise mawaqe peda kar raaha hay jis se NS ki asool parasti awam ke samne ati rehti hay .. aur party se gande ande bhi nikalte jate hain aur phir aap ki party main jaga banante jate hain .. aise gande ande aap ko mubarik hoon :)
2nd. lahore election ....... aap ne lahore election main participate kia hay ???? shaid kia ho vote dalne ki had tak .... aap ko pata hay ke aap ke candidate ke peeche koon koon si parties bara jaman thin .. koon koon se ex mna aur ex mpa bara jaman the ... dhandali pml (n) ki taraf se hoi aap kasam kha ke keh sakte hain ke aap ke candidate ne dhandli nahi ki ???? sooch samaj ke kasam uthaiye ga ... sabat karne se aap ki kisam jhooti bhi ho sakti hay .. aur aap ko pata hay ke aap ne ticket kise dia tha .. aur jo jeeta tha Malik saif aur aap ke candidate ka kia rishta tha ???? aur in ke apas kia ikhtalafat hain ??? brother sometimes kisi fiqre ko us ke sayaq o sabat ke hawale se dekha jata hay .. aap apne is election ko sare sayaq o sabat ke hawale se dekhain ... aap ko pata chale ga .. ke dhandli kahan kahan hoi aur kis kis ne ki ........
3. provincial government, electricity ko control nahi karti us ki adaigian nahi karti ye sara kaam wafaqi government ka hota hay ... aap ko to itna bhi nahi pata aur aap chale hain siasatdaan banane ... zara history parhain shaid aap ko yaad na ho .. 1999 main jab mian nawaz sharif ki hakoomat khatam ki gayi .. to koi load shedding nahi thi ... koi suger crisis nahi the koi ata crisis nahi the koi cement crisis ... yeh sare ke sare crisis aap ke hamayat yafta General Musharaf ke dour main aye aur jin se aap ki sakht nafrat hay kiyoon ke unhoon ne ap ko PM ki seat nahi di ..
rahi baaat NS ki doulat ki .. to hazoor aap ko is ka bhi ilm nahi ke woh loti hoi dolat nahi woh pakistan main business kar ke kamayi gayi doolat hay ... aur aaj bhi NS family ke business ka bara hisa pakistan main hi hay .... rahi baat NS ke betoon ki jis tarah aap ke betoon ko haq ho ga ya hamare bachoon ko haq hay ke woh kahin bhi ja ke business karain waise unhe bhi haq hay ... ager hamza shehbaz politics main aye to bhi aitraz aur ager hassan ya hussain nawaz .. politics se door reh ker business karain to bhi eitraz ... ager ho sake to sharif family ki history parhiye ga aap ko pata chal jaye ga ke asia main is family ko business ke hawale se kia muqam hasil hay ... sirf ilzam lagane se kuch hasil nahi hota .. sabat bhi karna parta hay .. ab ager yeh kahain ke yeh koi saboot nahi choorte to bhai phir aap ka , musharaf government aur ppp government ka Allah hi Hafiz hay ..
rahi baat anjum ki to bhai ... ager baap ki aulad main se koi corrupt nikal aye to baap ka kia kasoor ... baap ka kasoor to tab ho ga ager woh use bachane ki kooshish kare ga lekin ager woh use kanoon ke hawale kare aur use aaq bhi kare to phir baap ka kia kasoor ... and i am happy ke Allah aise mawaqe peda kar raaha hay jis se NS ki asool parasti awam ke samne ati rehti hay .. aur party se gande ande bhi nikalte jate hain aur phir aap ki party main jaga banante jate hain .. aise gande ande aap ko mubarik hoon :)
hassan.te
Minister (2k+ posts)
gande ande aap do aur mubarak hamain...bhai yeh aap nai dyee hian, aap hi ko mubarak....:)
anyway i respect ur political association. Every one has his own point of views. just cheer up man, dont get it personal.
