Every day of the hijacking, my father was woken up at midnight by a call from wife of a crew member. He’d sit on the bed, listening to her crying every night.
The next time you see a post featuring a sari-clad woman at a party or a travel reel from an unknown location, ask yourself — how does her joy threaten yours?
From Munir’s point of view, a few bumps here and there is par for the course. He isn’t going to drive his dumper truck to its doom. He wants to use it as a weapon.
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