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Days of Horror

Son, and I reached Peshawar on the nineteenth of November. Literally everything was covered with dust. I didn’t know where to start. Anyway first thing first was the kitchen. With Son in tow you have to think of food first. By evening I was grimy, and my bones ached with tiredness. Meanwhile Son, and wife rested the whole day, only surfacing briefly to eat.

Bad news hit us in the evening. My evil step brother in law Bashir together with his nephews Omer, and Bilal had told my chowkidar (watchman) in the village home to handover the keys of the house to them, and vacate the house, and land. Our next day started with waiting at the office of the DPO of police. We had to give them duplicate copies of deeds to our home, and land. We were directed to meet with the SHO of our area. It was already four in the evening.

We arrived with the police at our village home. Bashir was in the village attending a marriage. The police took him to the Thana (police station), while Omer, and Bilal had run into hiding. Midway to Peshawar, we were told to come to the Thana too.

We were made to sit with Bashir. He had retracted on his threats to our chowkidar. The police let him go. Tired, and hungry (we had been without food the whole day) we made our way back to Peshawar.

Since the death of Aziz (my late husband’s younger brother) in November 2017, Bashir, and his nephews had started harassing us over our property in the village. If you see my earlier posts of Nov 2017 you will understand the background. Since then I had redoubled my efforts to sell the property in the village, but to no avail. Bashir, and his cohorts would drive away the prospective buyers.

As if B, and Co weren’t enough of a headache, we fell into the land mafia snare. The land mafia has powerful lords of the area, and their thugs looked for people like us (meaning a widow, and her only son living out of country). They are land grabbers who basically try to get other people’s assets for free, and kill them on some pretext, or other. Soon we were getting threats from them too. The person was a local MNA (member of the National Assembly)

Our woes weren’t enough. Son got COVID from our tenants down below. The mother who was living with them died from COVID. The whole house was infected. Son had a near death experience. Meanwhile Coco (my daughter in law) got COVID too. I had to look after both of them. I wasn’t well myself . With lack of sleep from worry, and tension, I rapidly lost weight. I suffered from travelers diarrhea throughout my stay. I was washing hands every second, and continually wore a mask, but thankfully didn’t get COVID.

Nola ( my daughter) was frantic with worry on our behalf. Son had to take leave without pay. He had recovered from COVID, but Nola made him stay so that I wasn’t left alone sick, and facing the threats. Meanwhile B took a stay on our village property so that we would be unable to sell it. B has laid claim to our property. We had to engage a lawyer. It will take years to resolve the case. I have given power of attorney to another lawyer so that if the the case is resolved he can sell it.

We are back here, but don’t know what’s going to happen next????


A Happy New Year to every one — to you — to me. I need happiness badly. My new year began with tears due to the harassment from my step brother in law Bashir. It was a phone conversation from my late husband’s sister’s husband N. He has gone on board with Bashir telling me that that he, his children, Bashir, his brother’s sons have their share in my my village home, and land. 

Bashir’s greed leaves me furiously angry. I had never cursed anyone in my life before the new turn my life has taken with the death of my brother in law Aziz.

Where was their bogus claim when my husband was alive? Where were they when my brother in law Aziz was alive? Bashir is not satisfied by taking over Aziz’s assets, land and property. He is hungry for more. He is the puppeteer behind the scene trying to divert people’s attention from his own nefarious doings. He now wants to take over my property. He can only harass a widow knowing I am alone at his mercy. 

He has threatened to break the boundary wall, and locks in my home. My children fearing for my safety have told me not to go to the village, and leave immediately for US. I don’t want to leave till I sell my home, and land. I can’t turn tail by leaving mine, and my children’s inheritance to the likes of Bashir, and others. 

Their twisted minds pushes me into anger, and in frustration I’m polluting my mouth with curses on the likes of them. They are like vultures descending on me, and trying to frighten me.

I am going to file harassment charges against Bashir, and his cohorts. It’s the only course open to me.



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