Hajji Ghalib, who, at 54, has only a lifetime of bad memories, and who has lost a long list of relatives, including both his wives, his daughters, a sister and a grandchild at the hands of the Taliban, has chosen to reject bitterness and lead the fight against the Taliban and Islamic State across Eastern Afghanistan.
This is the story of a man wrongly branded an enemy combatant and imprisoned in Guantánamo for nearly four years, He now emerges as a steadfast American ally on the battlefield.
http://www.nytimes.com/2015/11/28/world/asia/once-inguantanamo-afghan-now-leads-war-against-taliban-and-isis.html?emc=edit_th_20151128&nl=todaysheadlines&nlid=58824118&_r=0
Why I included this in my blog is because something about this story touched a chord in my heart. We probably lose one-thousandth of what this man has lost, we suffer maybe one-millionth of what this man has suffered, and we are treated badly maybe one-zillionth of how this man has been treated by Life and by people. We give up, we lose heart, we buckle under the pain, we paralyze ourselves allowing our negative, depressing thoughts to drag us down lower and lower into a bottomless pit of despair suffering. Look at this man.....look at his face and find solace and strength in the lines of his face and the sadness in the depths of his eyes...