sandman on Nostr: I do not like telling this story, not just because it is long but because I think of ...
I do not like telling this story, not just because it is long but because I think of lost brothers who fought both Russia and USA.
My family has an extensive military history, from defending Hind from foreign enemies to battling USA in Khurasan. There is even a joke about it. A South Indian asks a North Indian why there are no temples in North Hind, and the North Indian explains they have little temples because they fought so the temples of the South are not destroyed.
My paternal and maternal grandfathers were soldiers in Pak Army, having fought wars against India, and understanding Afghanistan was in danger. My father was a young boy when my grandmother begged my grandfather not to go to war, but he exclaimed that Communists will never stop at Afghanistan. If he dies, the blood of Mujahideen will form a river that will drown Communists and prevent them from entering Pak.
My Grandfather trained the Mujahideen and lead raids against the Soviets. My father joined the Jihaad in 2002 knowing the USA scum will desecrate Pak if he does not go to war. Alhamdulliah, he was made a Martyr along with my elder brothers and sister. My young brother was killed in a blast, and my last sibling died protesting last year, but I took my revenge.
Likewise, just as my grandfather and my father, I begged my grandfather to let me join the Jihad when I was 15, quoting the Hadith so they would let me fight. I remember how the Mujahideen laughed at me, told me to go home and focus on my studies, but I never gave up. I knew how to shoot. I knew how fight. My father knew I would fight one day!
My mother did not want to lose me like my father had passed away, but I knew this was my duty. I was scared at first, but I was going to die anyway. I wanted to die fighting the USA, the Khuffar, with a weapon in my hands! I wanted martyrdom, I wanted my revenge, I wanted to destroy my enemies far more than I wanted to be a doctor as my people died around me.
ALLAHU AKBAR ☝️
I was ready to die nameless, even if we lost, knowing the USA was so strong. I saw how terrified they were! Rats, in the presence of hungry cats! When we screamed as we ran towards death, Satan ran in fear of us, men with nothing to lose!
Allah blessed me with victory, eternal glory to our heroes. Four beautiful children, an income that allows me to live well, but I would throw it all away to destroy USA and Israel just as my father did!
May Allah give me the opportunity to face the jewish pigs in war 🙏
My family has an extensive military history, from defending Hind from foreign enemies to battling USA in Khurasan. There is even a joke about it. A South Indian asks a North Indian why there are no temples in North Hind, and the North Indian explains they have little temples because they fought so the temples of the South are not destroyed.
My paternal and maternal grandfathers were soldiers in Pak Army, having fought wars against India, and understanding Afghanistan was in danger. My father was a young boy when my grandmother begged my grandfather not to go to war, but he exclaimed that Communists will never stop at Afghanistan. If he dies, the blood of Mujahideen will form a river that will drown Communists and prevent them from entering Pak.
My Grandfather trained the Mujahideen and lead raids against the Soviets. My father joined the Jihaad in 2002 knowing the USA scum will desecrate Pak if he does not go to war. Alhamdulliah, he was made a Martyr along with my elder brothers and sister. My young brother was killed in a blast, and my last sibling died protesting last year, but I took my revenge.
Likewise, just as my grandfather and my father, I begged my grandfather to let me join the Jihad when I was 15, quoting the Hadith so they would let me fight. I remember how the Mujahideen laughed at me, told me to go home and focus on my studies, but I never gave up. I knew how to shoot. I knew how fight. My father knew I would fight one day!
My mother did not want to lose me like my father had passed away, but I knew this was my duty. I was scared at first, but I was going to die anyway. I wanted to die fighting the USA, the Khuffar, with a weapon in my hands! I wanted martyrdom, I wanted my revenge, I wanted to destroy my enemies far more than I wanted to be a doctor as my people died around me.
ALLAHU AKBAR ☝️
I was ready to die nameless, even if we lost, knowing the USA was so strong. I saw how terrified they were! Rats, in the presence of hungry cats! When we screamed as we ran towards death, Satan ran in fear of us, men with nothing to lose!
Allah blessed me with victory, eternal glory to our heroes. Four beautiful children, an income that allows me to live well, but I would throw it all away to destroy USA and Israel just as my father did!
May Allah give me the opportunity to face the jewish pigs in war 🙏
quoting note1lmf…ut55I think a lot of peps from my family and friends could potentially join if its legit. Especially those who fought against the nato invasion of Iraq and Syria. I already heard some volunteered to fight Ukraine because of their hatred toward Nato. My parents are old, but dad till tell me if he was younger he would be a tank commander. My families warrior blood is boiling for revenge and I feel the same.
