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29 responses to “Restraining the Chaudhries: It Ain’t Over Till Its Over”

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2. Rafay Kashmiri says:

   March 30, 2008 at 4:32 pm

   @ Ander, bahar kartay raho, tum Aitezaz ko
   Nazron say Jo giratey ho tum Iftikhar ko

   Saaman, Ramday ka utha lay geiay hein Pir,
   thaam di WC ki kunji, mukhtar-e-kar ko

   Mak’an Gha’ib, Maki’n Ghai’b, Baser Gha’ib,
   Shikoh hoti nehein naseeb kisi Bakhtiare ko
   RK

3. Web Designer Group says:

   February 6, 2008 at 7:23 am

   Justice should be on duty immediately

4. I. Q. Butt says:

   February 5, 2008 at 2:10 pm

   Heart bleeds to see and hear news about unending imprisonment of all those who said no to authoritarianism and dictatorship.

   I dedicate following stanza from Richard Lovelace to Mr Atizaz Ehsan, Mr Ali Ahmed and Justice (retd) Tariq Mehmood particularly and all other honourable judges who have been put under forcible detention since the imposition of second martial law on the land of pure.

   Stone walls do not a Prison make,
   Nor Iron bars a Cage;
   Mindes innocent and quiet take
   That for an Hermitage;
   If I have freedom in my Love,
   And in my soule am free;
   Angels alone that sore above,
   Injoy such liberty.

   (To Althea From Prison)