Sajid Plateau come back! (ASIF KHAN TRANSLATE IN ENGLISH) One was the hottest. No hobby to climb, no desire to lie under the tanks. Politics used to be like learning to play a new instrument. Journalists used to do this as if it were a sacred duty.
You used to pull out stories from wherever our fellow journalists were burning.
If you were not on the field and then on the news desk, you would never know which village in Balochistan was picked up.
Who is missing from Kisi University and who is the king of drugs and whose guest is in Pakistan?
Who is more likely to know that if you are young in Balochistan, reaching the university, your average age is half.
You can be skeptical of anything. You may be against extremism, think of separatists as foreign agents, but sitting in a hostel room reading Balochi poetry, you may disappear.
When sitting down with a BSO, you can disappear for years.
You used to say that the families of the missing people were found fortunate. There is no greater tragedy in Pakistan than being a masking person.
And Sajid has been in Sweden for a month now. My friends ask each other why if Sajid had to go so long, why did he have to travel so long? Here the state had all the arrangements.
But so many people around you were disappearing that you knew your turn could ever come. So instead of being a guest in a basement in the state, you get deported.
Sajid You will remember Razzaq Sarabazi Baloch, our journalist who has gone missing, whose body was so distorted that even his family did not recognize.
You sent the first news to the news agency that Razzaq Sarabzi Baloch died. Then a good news was sent that the mutilated body was not from Razak. Then the last news is sent that no distressed man is your friend Razak. Then you wrote an article in English entitled The Evolution of a Body. I found this article on the internet but like you, the article is also missing.
That article was heartbreaking. But it also contained an irreverent laughter.
You remember a Lyari room full of smoke in your youth, where Razzaq Sarabji Baloch, who later became a mutilated corpse, began to translate you into the Baluchi, a famous book about the evolution of human civilization. ۔
And you had a lot of laughs because you had never heard such a statement in Balochi before.
We were all journalists in the daytime like a pirate and used to go for a novel, a book, a story.
You even wrote a chapter of the novel and sent it to your friend and promised to send it to me. In your last message you mentioned Sweden's cold and long nights. But it is heard that the sun has now come out and people are coming to the parks despite Corona.
Some of your loved ones will be pointing the finger at the state, but with the apology from the state, the hands of the state must be firm but not too long.
Can a state disappear from Catch, but also from a Swedish university hostel?
No, of course you are climbing a hill and enjoying the good weather, doing your penance or writing the last chapter of your novel. In Chipan, a small newspaper in Quetta, the former newspaper, was hiding when someone in the house disappeared or went away angry. This ad used to say that you won't be called back home.
Otherwise people will continue to say what was wrong in Pakistan if Sajid was to be the same. 
You used to pull out stories from wherever our fellow journalists were burning.
If you were not on the field and then on the news desk, you would never know which village in Balochistan was picked up.
Who is missing from Kisi University and who is the king of drugs and whose guest is in Pakistan?
Who is more likely to know that if you are young in Balochistan, reaching the university, your average age is half.
You can be skeptical of anything. You may be against extremism, think of separatists as foreign agents, but sitting in a hostel room reading Balochi poetry, you may disappear.
When sitting down with a BSO, you can disappear for years.
You used to say that the families of the missing people were found fortunate. There is no greater tragedy in Pakistan than being a masking person.
And Sajid has been in Sweden for a month now. My friends ask each other why if Sajid had to go so long, why did he have to travel so long? Here the state had all the arrangements.
But so many people around you were disappearing that you knew your turn could ever come. So instead of being a guest in a basement in the state, you get deported.
Sajid You will remember Razzaq Sarabazi Baloch, our journalist who has gone missing, whose body was so distorted that even his family did not recognize.
You sent the first news to the news agency that Razzaq Sarabzi Baloch died. Then a good news was sent that the mutilated body was not from Razak. Then the last news is sent that no distressed man is your friend Razak. Then you wrote an article in English entitled The Evolution of a Body. I found this article on the internet but like you, the article is also missing.
That article was heartbreaking. But it also contained an irreverent laughter.
You remember a Lyari room full of smoke in your youth, where Razzaq Sarabji Baloch, who later became a mutilated corpse, began to translate you into the Baluchi, a famous book about the evolution of human civilization. ۔
And you had a lot of laughs because you had never heard such a statement in Balochi before.
We were all journalists in the daytime like a pirate and used to go for a novel, a book, a story.
You even wrote a chapter of the novel and sent it to your friend and promised to send it to me. In your last message you mentioned Sweden's cold and long nights. But it is heard that the sun has now come out and people are coming to the parks despite Corona.
Some of your loved ones will be pointing the finger at the state, but with the apology from the state, the hands of the state must be firm but not too long.
Can a state disappear from Catch, but also from a Swedish university hostel?
No, of course you are climbing a hill and enjoying the good weather, doing your penance or writing the last chapter of your novel. In Chipan, a small newspaper in Quetta, the former newspaper, was hiding when someone in the house disappeared or went away angry. This ad used to say that you won't be called back home.
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