One of my major interests is to read and write on international affairs. (I write for my company publication.) Societies especially those that promote violence elsewhere have always sustained my interest for a good 19 years now. As a logical corollary, I am equally interested in societies that are at the receiving end of such exported, often proxy, violence.
One such society is Afghanistan. A God-forsaken place (the Taliban would kill me for this blasphemy!), Afghanistan is one of the world's most lawless states wracked by ethnic, sectarian, and political violence. Almost all violence is perpetrated by the Taliban (the word comes from Talib, meaning 'student'), created and nurtured by Pakistan.
Pakistan promoted the Taliban and helped it capture Kabul in 1996, in the process ousting a pro-India regime. One major objective behind this Paki move was to secure the Durand Line (the boundary line between Afghanistan & Pakistan). Why? Well, Pakistan strategised that if the western border could be secured by putting in place a pro-Pak regime in Kabul, then it could move its military forces away from the Durand Line to the eastern border with India, esp. in Kashmir. (In light of these facts, we can well appreciate the rise in infiltration and terrorist activity in J&K, all culminating in the Kargil misadventure by the Pak army.)
When the Taliban captured power, of course in league with Al-Qaeda, it became the first terrorist organisation in the world to run a state. The Taliban government was, as expected, recognised by three states only - Pakistan, Saudi Arabia, and the UAE.
The Taliban imposed a very strict and ultra-orthodox variety of Islam on the multi-ethnic society of Afghanistan. Men had to grow beards; women had to sit at home and could venture out only if accompanied by male member of the family. All forms of entertainment - TV, cinema, music - were banned on grounds of being unIslamic.
The country under the Taliban resembled a medievel state with terrorism and opium being its major exports. It was from here that Osama planned the 9/11 attacks in the U.S. In hindsight, the spectacular attack on the twin towers also brought about the terrorist regime's downfall.
America issued an ultimatum: Either you are with us, or against us. Pakistan, faced with a Hobson's choice and afraid of dire consequences, preferred to sleep with the Taliban's enemy. The War on Terror had begun when the Pakis threw out their baby (read Taliban) with the hot water.
Backed by the U.S.-led coalition forces and India, the Northern Alliance, a ragtag alliance of desperate warlords all united by their fear and hatred of the Taliban, captured power. Ever since, the Taliban, now covertly supported by the Pak military and the ISI, has been trying, albeit in vain, to recapture Kabul.
Where do the Taliban get money to fund their military strikes against the U.S. & NATO peace-keeping forces? The zealots extract ransom from opium farmers. While Islam forbids the cultivation of such crops, it is a matter of convenience for the Taliban. (I guess 'faith in religion' has always been a matter of convenience.)
Today Afghanistan contributes 91 per cent of all opium produced in the world. Most of it is grown in the south, especially in the Helmand province controlled by the Taliban.
The Hamid Karzai administration, under pressure from the U.S., has systematically destroyed thousands of acres of opium farms. While the move appears positive, it has brought in its wake massive suffering to those whose farmlands have been destroyed. How?
In a land where the State, if we look at the welfare function of it, is absent, eking out the simplest form of existence often becomes a matter of life and death. No irrigation, no organised credit, no seed bank, and no help of any kind from the State have pushed even the unwilling farmer into producing opium.
A dangerous consequence of the destruction of the opium farms has been the growth in the number of the opium brides. What's this?
Let me explain this social tragedy. When an opium farmer borrows money from a drug trafficker, who's hand-in-glove with the Taliban and corrupt government officials, to raise a crop, he promises to pay the trafficker a particular quantity of the crop (opium).
The razing of thousand of acres of standing crop by the government has driven the opium farmer to the edge. The ruthless drug trafficker, as is his wont, presents a stark choice to the opium farmer: face death or give the daughter in marriage.
More than the fear of death, it is for his love of the whole family, the farmer is forced to 'sell' his daughter to the drug trafficker. The girl, in most cases is under 14; the drug trafficker is generally not below 40. Girls married off in this fashion are called opium brides.
Such opium brides live a life worse than death. They are not allowed to commit suicide, for death would be an escape, escape from the clutches of hell.
She works like a slave, from the crack of the dawn to the end of the day. She can't leave the house without being accompanied by a male member of the family; can't talk to anyone deemed a stranger; can't attend school or educate herself, and is covered from head to toe by a burqa.
For all practical purposes, she remains the trafficker's sex slave, to be sexually and physical assaulted by him. All this would happen to someone who is below 14.
If a farmer would say no i.e. not 'sell' his daughter, then he meets death in a ghastly manner. Wish to know how?
First, the farmer's hands and legs are bound. Next, he is thrown into a windowless room with a smouldering fire. The farmer slowly chokes his way to death.
I strongly believe that violence is endemic to societies which lack respect for basic human freedoms. The Taliban's atrocities have only reinforced my belief.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Rowing through Hell
I am being rowed through Paradise on a river of Hell:
Exquisite ghost, it is night.
The paddle it is a heart; it breaks the porcelain waves...
I'm everything you lost. You won't forgive me.
My memory keeps getting in the way of your history.
There is nothing to forgive. You won't forgive me.
I hid my pain even from myself; I revealed my pain
only to myself.
There is everything to forgive. You can't forgive me.
If only somehow you could have been mine,
what would not have been possible in this world?
- Agha Shahid Ali, The Country Without a Post Office
Exquisite ghost, it is night.
The paddle it is a heart; it breaks the porcelain waves...
I'm everything you lost. You won't forgive me.
My memory keeps getting in the way of your history.
There is nothing to forgive. You won't forgive me.
I hid my pain even from myself; I revealed my pain
only to myself.
There is everything to forgive. You can't forgive me.
If only somehow you could have been mine,
what would not have been possible in this world?
- Agha Shahid Ali, The Country Without a Post Office
Friday, March 28, 2008
20 Great Money Rules
Recently, I came across this list of so-called great money rules. Are they? Post your comments.
1. Be humble
When you do not know a thing, to allow that you do not know it -- this is knowledge. (Confucius)
2. Take calculated risks
He that is overcautious will accomplish little. (Friedrich von Schiller)
3. Have an emergency fund
For age and want, save while you may; no morning sun lasts a whole day. (Benjamin Franklin)
4. Mix it up
It is the part of a wise man to keep himself today for tomorrow and not to venture all his eggs in one basket. (Miguel de Cervantes)
5. It's the portfolio, stupid
Asset allocation...is the overwhelmingly dominant contributor to total return. (Gary Brinson)
6. Average is the new best
The best way to own common stocks is through an index fund. (Warren Buffett)
7. Practice patience
It never was my thinking that made the big money for me. It was always my sitting. Got that? My sitting tight! (Edwin Lefevre)
8. Don't time the market
The real key to making money in stocks is not to get scared out of them. (Peter Lynch)
9. Be a cheapskate
Performance comes and goes, but costs roll on forever. (Jack Bogle)
10. Don't follow the crowd
Fashion is made to become unfashionable. (Coco Chanel)
11. Buy low
If a business is worth a dollar and I can buy it for 40 cents, something good may happen to me. (Warren Buffett)
12. Invest abroad
The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page. (St. Augustine)
13. Keep perspective
There is nothing new in the world except the history you do not know. (Harry Truman)
14. Just do it
It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan. (Eleanor Roosevelt)
15. Borrow responsibly
As life closes in on someone who has borrowed far too much money on the strength of far too little income, there are no fire escapes. (John K. Galbraith)
16. Talk to your spouse
In every house of marriage there's room for an interpreter. (Stanley Kunitz)
17. Exit gracefully
Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone. (Pablo Picasso)
18. Pay only your share
The avoidance of taxes is the only intellectual pursuit that carries any reward. (John M. Keynes)
19. Give wisely
14. Just do it
It takes as much energy to wish as it does to plan. (Eleanor Roosevelt)
15. Borrow responsibly
As life closes in on someone who has borrowed far too much money on the strength of far too little income, there are no fire escapes. (John K. Galbraith)
16. Talk to your spouse
In every house of marriage there's room for an interpreter. (Stanley Kunitz)
17. Exit gracefully
Only put off until tomorrow what you are willing to die having left undone. (Pablo Picasso)
18. Pay only your share
The avoidance of taxes is the only intellectual pursuit that carries any reward. (John M. Keynes)
19. Give wisely
The time is always right to do the right thing. (Martin Luther King Jr.)
20. Keep money in its place
A wise man should have money in his head, but not in his heart. (Jonathan Swift)
20. Keep money in its place
A wise man should have money in his head, but not in his heart. (Jonathan Swift)
Source:
20 Timeless Money Rules
My First Post
Here's one of my most fav poems:
She by the river sat,
And sitting there, she wept,
And made the river,
Deeper by a tear.
She by the river sat,
And sitting there, she wept,
And made the river,
Deeper by a tear.
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