How did it happen that one day after six years of a simple court case in the United Kingdom, I woke up one day and felt hatred for my race…? Is it a form of self loathing or hatred projected to people who have similar recognisable physical features as me ? Or is it thatContinue reading “When did I wake up and learn to hate my own race ?…”
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When the memories come, its like a wave…
Sat in the warm night air of Abu Dhabi.. The memories of the past in England are like fragments of images smells and feelings that just arrive unannounced. They are so vivid and the happiness fear and sorrow they invoke is overwhelming and so difficult to accept that I often cannot put them away. ItsContinue reading “When the memories come, its like a wave…”
When the British and French ex military get caught… their mummy calls…?
Its the early hours of the morning and my phone pings. its an email. One that is not just disrespectful, but shows the real cowardice of those who attack the innocent, the unarmed and children. After five years of incessant attacks death threats and the murders/disappearances of two daughters, the people responsible are in plainContinue reading “When the British and French ex military get caught… their mummy calls…?”