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Over10 years ago several busfulls of sipah Sahaba attacked and tried to kill my father, brothers and other people from the shia community who were trying to inaugurate a graveyard. I've spent years quietly sitting in rooms listening to class fellows, teachers, colleagues
Calling Shias kaffir and then being embarrassed when I speak up and tell them I am one. The people who set fire to my ancestral home during sectarian riots still live in those same neighbourhoods. Letters filled with death threats are so much the norm that it was actually a
Relief to recieve a letter with other kinds of criticism last year. Safety and trust is such a luxury. I have learnt to not trust neighbours, law enforcement, colleagues and even be wary of friends. You never know who will turn on you. I never ever trusted IK because for us
His naked endorsement of extremists was way more alarming than the behind the scenes, covert support by other parties. For us our safety trumped whatever bullshit tabdeeli he was promising. It's sad to see all those misgivings turn out to be entirely true. Today it is
Other minorities, and only a few days may stand between us and the same doom. Once we're out of the way they will come for you. They will come for your progressive livelihoods and your lifestyles, they will come for your education, your thoughts, your entertainment, your meetups
Your cafes, your partying your cinemas, your drama and fashion industries, they will come for you. I don't ask for compassion. I know you hate us. But you're letting them cut down everything that stands between them and the life you live. Don't say we didnt warn you.
