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This is the secret language of art particular group, as a means of expression of social discontent against the state, insurgency and expression of fear of political and social conditions.

Afghan Countdown.

In southern Afghanistan's Helmand province

Musa Qala

Taliban and the narcotics industry.

Battle of Musa Qala on Dec. 10, 2007.

The Few, the Proud.

Get Hard, Stay Hard.

KIA (killed in action)

Coronation Street.

Layers; at Musa Qala.

Butterflies and Rainbows.

Miss You Guys.

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Fairuz Azalia : "If leadership rests inside the lion's jaw, So be it. Go snatch it from his jaws. Your lot shall be greatness, prestige, honor and glory. If all fails, face death like a man." Leadership - Hanzala of Badghis
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Cisca Zarmansyah
The knowing, the perceptive man is he who knows about himself, for in self knowledge and insight lies knowledge of the holiest. If in his heart there is no fear, his deeds are not those of the good, pay no heed to one who's skilled in quoting the Qur'an by heart. — Khushal Khan Khattak (Pashto Poet)

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Fairuz Azalia : Love ya..

Fairuz Azalia :
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( Enough Words? by BALKHI RUMI )

How does a part of the word leave the world?

How can wetness leave water?

Don't try to put out a fire

by throwing on more fire!

Don't wash a wound with blood!

No matter how fast you run,

your shadow more than keeps up.

Sometimes, it's in front.

Only full, overhead sun

diminishes your shadow.

But that shadow has been serving you!

What hurts you, bless you.

Darkness is your candle.

Your boundaries are your quest.

I can explain this, but it would break

the glass cover on your heart,

and there's no fixing that.

You must have shadow and light source both.

Listen, and lay your head under the tree of awe.

When from that tree, feathers and wings sprout

on you, be quieter than a dove.

Don't open your mouth for even a cooooooo.

When a frog slips into the water, the snake

cannot get it. Then the frog climbs back out

and croaks, and the snake moves toward him again.

Even if the frog learned to hiss, still the snake

would hear through the hiss the information

he needed, the frog voice underneath.

But if the frog could be completely silent,

then the snake would go back to sleeping,

and the frog could reach the barley.

The soul lives there in the silent breath.

And the grain of barley is such that,

when you put it in the ground,

it grows.

Are these enough words,

Or shall I squeeze more juice from this?

Who am I, my friend?

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Jan Pepijn Servaas : ‎@ Fairuz Azalia, it's not because she likes the violence, the blood flowed, the death,... and her mother wept for her departure. She knows all the human values, she also has a good life. She is beautiful, every day she is praised and cherished. She likes making friends with everyone, she does not like a fight, even she could not sleep if she hurt someone's heart. But for her, send their bodies to come home in coffins is the only way to end the occupation of their country. (written by: Cisca Zarmansyah - End of January 2009)

This is a bit of footage of her writing about her heroic soul reflection. At that time, she wrote about Israel and Palestine conflict. Yeah, .... but you do not be surprised if sometimes (usually she would call someone, and sometimes, someone for her was me) late at night,... Did you know for what reason was it? Just for her sobbing as she remembered to her little friend (Zackery, 3 years) who had moved to another town and did not get to say goodbye to her. ...

Cisca Zarmansyah : Jaann... , please..., ... Fai, I remembered the Sufi story I have ever read, but I sort of forgot where and when. Now, in the short-memory version, I'll retell it to you.

A lover knocked on the door from the outside. From inside came the reply, "Who are you?"

Then the lover outside the door said, "I am me, your lover." With a clear voice the lover said it: I - am - me. Of course, with the hope that the lover in the house immediately would open the door for the lover outside the door.

But the door was not opened, even from inside the house was just heard the sound of silence. A silence that immediately followed by an answer from within, "If so, my beloved, you may come back a while longer, maybe next year you can try to come back here again."

With a sense of disappointment, but kept trying to understand the words of the lover inside the house, eventually the lover outside the door came again on the following year and knocked on the door again.

There was then an answer from inside the house, "Who are you?"

At this time, the lover outside the door answered, "I am you."

Not long then, the door was opened from the inside. A voice welcomed the lover, of the lover, "Now you may get into here."

Intrigued by the open door, the lover who has been inside the house asked the lover, the owner of the house, "Why did you open the door for me?"

Then the lover in question answered, "Because you have answered correctly when I asked about yourself."

"I am you."

"Yes. Now you've been in my house. Welcome to my house, my lover. And here, no two "I" in my house."

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(CLA-1Juillet)


Adriaan Zef ‎: @Jan Pepijn Servaas, I agree with you. Even she often kissed my back when she was in a mood for "only she who understands all the answers to all questions because all questions are belong to her"

Flashback

The reaction to what happens is determining the quality of life. The same problems and difficulties can happen to anyone, but the reaction of every person against it can be very different. And indeed, we are distinguished from the way we react to the problem. Do not ever forget. It's not what happens to you that determines the success of this life, but what you do because it had happened.

kAndAhAr || aCt of diShOnOur




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Valentino Vie : They may say Afghan women are weak and oppressed, but I think they are very brave and always fight.

Cisca Zarmansyah : I can't imagine our lives without news and music!

Almira Izzati : thanks God! finally they already know how to use nail polish.

Cisca Zarmansyah : Izti, I really appreciate any progress for the future of children and women, but not like this: http://thesocietypages.org​/socimages/2011/01/08/adul​tification-and-sexualizati​on-of-girls-in-french-vogu​e/

Compare it with the topic in this video. Sometimes, I think the war against ignorance isn't only happening in backward countries with their understanding about modernization, but it also occurs in developed countries. Try to compare between the backwardness of women and the impact of the modernization progress that has been made so far. I can see that the education doesn't always make someone become more educated. I'm also a woman. And I would like to know myself better

Adriaan Zef : Jeez..., I have eyes, but why am I not seeing? I have ears, but why am I not hearing? what a fool I am!

Valentino Vie : more than a woman to me, Vous êtes ma vie...

Cisca Zarmansyah : That's what the BEE GEES said, Noy.... num num num na na na... There are stories old and true of people so in love like you and me and I can see myself. Let history repeat itself. Reflecting how I feel for you, thinking about those people then ...I know that in a thousand years... I'd fall in love with you again... na na naaaa....

Lakshmi Lavanya : This topic deserves to be welcomed!

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Afghanistan is still hoping for the progress in peace.Through a film, Nelofer Pazira tries to express hopes and dreams of people in a country ravaged by war. This film invites viewers to look at social issues, particularly related to people living in the conflict areas.

In Afghanistan's border region, the problem of the refugee, the treatment of women, and minimal education shouldn't be tolerated. There should be no Afghanistan as a country which is full of stereotypes, for example, "Afghanistan is a war. The war is Afghanistan or Afghanistan is the Taliban".

Afghan society is also struggling, and continue to build for the sake of progress. We should appreciate the differences that exist. We must understand that Afghanistan is a diverse country, like our own home country. Better yet, if we can make a difference as an instrument of unity.

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Valentino Vie : Since 9/11, now English has become a very important language to get a job in Afghanistan.

Valentino Vie : can you speak english? haha

Valentino Vie : yes, I can.

Valentino Vie : can you speak america language?

Valentino Vie : what the heck! is there a language called as American language?

Valentino Vie : ah, I'd better go to English dictionary, go to find the meaning of colony! haha

Cisca Zarmansyah : ehheheh... I ♥ your laughter, dahliiing... can we laugh in all the world's languages?

Pranay Suresh : who pinches it softly but sure?

Adriaan Zef : yikes! you make me look back at things that have been seen.

Valentino Vie : yes baby, follow my instruction. Okay, open your mouth,... wider, please, yeah that's nice...and now start moving your vocal cords ...

Cisca Zarmansyah : hahahaaa.... don't start me with my mouth... hhap!...

Lakshmi Lavanya : ....