The Afghans were always a secretive race, and vastly preferred
doing something wicked to saying anything at all. They would be
quiet and well-behaved for months, till one night, without word
or warning, they would rush a police-post, cut the throats of a
constable or two, dash through a village, carry away three or
four women, and withdraw, in the red glare of burning thatch,
driving the cattle and goats before them to their own desolate hills.
The more things change the more
ReplyDeletethey remain the same....Remarkably consistent creatures these humans ...dressing and reassuring all at
the same time.