Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Gunmen Raid University Professor’s House in Kabul, Beat His Wife and Daughter. On Saturday night, a group of armed men with "Taliban-issued ID cards" entered Kambakhsh Nekoui's home for inspection and beat up his family members.
Kambakhsh Nekoui, a university professor in Kabul, said armed attackers pretending to be the ruling government forces invaded his house and beat his wife and daughter.
He wrote on his Facebook page on Saturday night that a group of
gunmen, holding “Taliban-issued ID cards,” entered his home for
inspection and beat up his family members. “I experienced a sad and
humiliating incident today,” Nikoui wrote.
“My wife and daughter were severely beaten, my mental state and that of
my family are in the worst condition. My wife was severely injured.”
He criticized the continuing unrest in Kabul, adding that there is no
order in the city and no one is accountable. “It’s as if we’re stuck in
the middle of nowhere among predatory wolves,” he added. “The citizens
may be torn apart, looted, and removed. This is the fate of an Afghan
man who is doomed to live.”
Mr. Nikoui emphasized that he was not in contact with any political faction and that it was his and his wife’s duty to educate. The Ministry of Interior has not yet commented.
