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No liberty without equality

By Ghulam Qadir Khan Daur • April 21, 2018

Never had so much tears been shed in a rally like the tears shed that day. Families of missing persons joined the rally hoping that Manzoor Pashteen will somehow recover their lost siblings. It was amazing to see so much hope in those sleepless eyes.

De GULLUNO NANDARA (Festival of Flowers)

By Ghulam Qadir Khan Daur • April 18, 2018

Till militancy ruined the beautiful Tochi valley, there were flowers all around in spring, in the fields, in the hills and the valleys beyond the hills. This was the time for the festival of flowers, De Gulluno Nandara.

Mazar-i-Miramshah

By Ghulam Qadir Khan Daur • March 31, 2018

What are the tribal people returning home to?
Visiting Miramshah was like visiting a graveyard. It was remodelled, clean and spacious, but without hope and happiness — like a grand mausoleum teeming with long-suffering humanity. On my way back I wondered if it should be renamed Mazar-i-Miramshah.

Cheegha 2, Azghana Karkha

By Ghulam Qadir Khan Daur • May 23, 2016

Azghana Karkha is a call to all Pukhtuns, especially tribal to unite under the banner of Cheegha against tyranny of terrorists and their friends and supporters.

Cheegha, The Call- Video, Militancy in Waziristan

By Ghulam Qadir Khan Daur • May 13, 2016

“Waziristan remains a mystery and a puzzle for most of the world. Reports of violence and terrorism are frequently associated with its name. For people living here, life has become a hell of uncertainty. A drone strike could kill them or their family members one day, a suicide bomber the next or action by the Pakistan army the day after. Is this all there is to Waziristan?
Ghulam Qadir Khan, sets out to show us the true face of Waziristan in his book Cheegha, The Call. This video is a summery of Waziristan saga.

Mother’s Day-Tribute to all mothers

By Ghulam Qadir Khan Daur • May 10, 2016

A remarkable woman, I saw her strong and graceful while sending Baba to war and I saw tears in her eyes when I was leaving for hostel. I saw her firing a gun when Baba returned from Hajj and I saw her slaughtering a sheep when unexpected guests arrived.