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This blog is about my daily experiences and the wisdom which I have gained from them. The postings will either be in the form of questions posed by me, Jules Arden or reflections of my life experience. The answers are given by Mr OWO, the resident wise guy and supported by other teachers inclined towards Eastern philosophy. Read more at my blog.

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by the editor — December 2nd, 2011

Sisters in Afghanistan attacked by acid

 Jules: This is a recent article about a family in Afghanistan.Their sister is seriously injured and now in hospital. Look at the sadness in their faces. These are innocent children. This is an excerpt of the news:

A teenage girl and her family were sprayed with acid after apparently rejecting a marriage proposal for her.

In the acid attack, a 17-year-old girl called Mumtaz was seriously injured when caustic liquid was sprayed on her face by masked gunmen who broke into her home in the northern city of Kunduz, Afghanisan, late on Sunday, her father said.

Her mother and four sisters also suffered burns in the attack after they were splashed with the acid aimed at Mumtaz, Sultan Mohammad said.

“It was midnight,” Mohammad said from his hospital bed.

“They entered my home by force, they started beating me and put me in a big bag. They moved in and started beating my wife and daughters and before leaving, they sprayed acid on my daughter’s face.

 

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