After September 12th, I fell weak like waves shattered against rocks.
How could it not be that you use the most beautiful and strongest years of your youth to present God’s justice to the world, and then one morning you wake up and someone says, “It’s all over, go ahead and take your places.”
Of course, it wasn’t easy to accept and digest this, but what can you do? There were children in a ruined household.
I heard about our history from the greats of the time and experienced the post-1960 period firsthand.
Throughout our centuries-long history, foreign powers have never given up their efforts to pit brother against brother in our state.
I watched the painful events that took place with sorrow and wanted to bring to you the light of those who enlightened me in my youth.
We must never forget that: We did not come to this land from caves.
From Transoxiana to Merv to Khorasan to Bukhara We came from Samarkand, amidst monuments that are still ad Show More