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The land


Betrayal is the worst sort of offense when committed against friend, or family. It strikes one suddenly, and unknowingly, and one never expects it to happen. It recently happened to me when stbil (step brother in law) laid claim to my home, and land in the village. He took over the property, and money left by my late husband’s younger brother who died in last November. Not satisfied by that he turned in my direction. I looked an easy prey to him.

I have aged considerably in the aftermath, and now wear perpetually a haunted look. I don’t want stbil to take over my home in my absence from home country. I’m trying to sell, but whoever comes forward offers very low, which is unacceptable.

Fearing he might enter my home forcibly, I removed my most cherished possessions to my city home. I had to enlarge, and enclose my upstairs verandah to accommodate my belongings. I gave away most things with my own hands, because I didn’t want stbil, or his wife to use them.

There is irrefutable evidence in the form of property papers, and land record as to whom it rightly belongs, but stbil adamantly refuses to acknowledge. I have heard he has now drawn bogus papers to prove validity to his claim.

I have left it to God. I hope stbil is punished in this life, and the afterlife too.

The outside


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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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Where I Am

I am sitting in my late husband’s village and looking after the renovation of my village home. There is no internet. I was hopeful that the village property which is worth quite a lot will sell. The person who was initially interested led me to assume that he will pay me in time. He was going to pay me less than half of what it’s worth. Now he told me that he will pay me half the money and the rest after six months. In return he wanted me to hand over the front plot of land which is commercial area and is of greater value. 

I didn’t try to contact other buyers, and now it will be a wise decision to wait till I return to my homeland. But now I am in a fix as how to have a roof over my head in my adopted land. Thanks to a devious buyer!

I will be posting when I come back to Peshawar and look up what other bloggers are posting.