Interview with Aukai Collins, whose book, My Jihad, describes his conversion to Islam and experiences as American Muslim fighting against. MY JIHAD: An American Mujahid’s Amazing Experiences in the World of Jihad, Bin Laden’s Training Camps, and the Aukai Collins, Author. by. Aukai Collins. · Rating details · ratings · 26 reviews. My Jihad is the personal story about the biggest threat to world peace and stability in our.
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I wondered what I was doing riding in the back of an open jlhad, which was even worse than being in the Suburban, but the driver stopped the truck as we came to a bend in the riverbed just before the border post.
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I’d been sitting in the compound for about an hour when an older Afghan man told me to come with him to an uncovered white Toyota pickup, where he introduced me to his son and his son’s friend. It was like the TV show Cops, but set in Afghanistan.
When I told him that the guy on the phone had told me to come back to Islamabad to speak with him, the look on his face changed. The border post back down the riverbed was clearly visible. We arrived in the last city before the border late that night and went to the Harakat-ul Jihad office to spend the night.
The next morning the guys in the office called Harakat-ul Jihad in Islamabad and I spoke with the man who had traveled with me originally and had acted as my translator. Muhammad Zaky had a wife, two teenage daughters, and a son named Umar, a bright kid of about eleven or twelve who wanted to go to jihad like his father.
Samenvatting He was a brawny, blue-eyed, Irish-American religious convert who jinad a holy warrior in the name of Islam — until the holy war began to change.
We don’t truly understand the conflicts in other cultures, some of them have been going on for zukai and will continue to do so, and we have no business meddling in them. I went back to the Sudanese and told them what had happened. This led him to Usama bin Laden’s training camps in Afghanistan.
It’s his story of his unique experience with the so-called “terrorists” and the governments of various countries, most of whom ARE trying to stop the actual terrorists but harm many other people in collateral. We formed a single file and walked along a steep trail that ran up into the mountains. We sat together and drank tea and ate Arabic sweets. His name was Muhammad Zaky, and he was a large older man with a tough-looking face and a long red beard; during our conversation I learned that he’d been born in the United States of Egyptian parents.
Thank you for signing up, fellow book lover! I got in the aukqi with the Afghan and we set off for the dry, dusty riverbed that led to the border.
Many of these mujahideen are people just like anyone in the US who just have been led down a different path in life, due to their living environment.
In this book, he distinguishes between the Chechen armed resistance against the Russian army, which he regards as justified according to Islamand terrorism in Al Qaeda style, which he regards as contrary to Islam. It consisted of two large tents and a smaller tent. When he asked if I wanted to go to Bosnia, I leapt at the chance. He was a brawny, blue-eyed, Irish-American religious convert who became a holy warrior in the name of Islam — until the holy war began to change.
I stayed for a few days in Islamabad.
I’m still not sure why they did this, but it had something to do with me looking like an American soldier and fighting on their side. Most of it is in Bosnia, Kashmir, and Chechnya. Figuring that fate would sort things out in the morning, I went to sleep. We ate dinner with them and then discussed our options. While serving time, he converted to Islam, and went to fight with the Muslims who were targeted for genocide in Chechnya and Bosnia.
Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn The Gulag Archipelago 15, If the situation hadn’t been so grave I would colluns thought he was trying to imitate jiahd Hollywood villain. He motioned that Commander Khalid wanted to see me in his tent.
I will forever respect and appreciate this book for enlightening me to the depths of these issues that are portrayed so one dimensionally in our media.
It had a canvas shell over the bed, and it was full of smiling teenage students, all boys. Sign up and get a free eBook! Aukai Collins grew up hard: Since we didn’t warrant one of the group’s vehicles, we left from the central bus station.
They were running a relief organization for the Bosnians.
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We started to talk, and he told me that if I wanted to make jihad, he could put me in touch with some of his friends in Pakistan, who in turn could get me into Kashmir.
Instead of risking a conflict with India, the Pakistani ISI Inter-Services Intelligence would allow mujahideen to operate freely in this region coloins defend against any possible Sikh attacks. One day I was sitting on one of the big boulders at the edge of the camp when one of the guys walked over to me.
Until now the cop had been chilly, almost arrogant toward us, but when the old man looked at him his expression began a fascinating transformation.
He looked surprised at my rude collind, but instead of getting angry he asked me what was wrong, in broken English. The Harakat-ul Jihad office didn’t col,ins what to do; after much discussion I managed to persuade them to take me to the hospital, where the doctors wouldn’t touch me until I’d paid them.
I actually sent Aukai or Aqil an email telling him how much I enjoyed his book. Not only did he write back, but we formed a friendship and have spoken for hours on end by phone on a variety of subjects.
By morning I was almost delirious with pain, and my head felt as if it was going to explode. He told me to go back to Vienna and wait for him there; he would colliins arriving in a couple of weeks.
The young mujahid’s myy started what can only be described as a chain reaction, and others started crying. Small rivers and waterfalls were everywhere. On the weekends the Tabliqis would send out jamats, or groups of the faithful, to mosques in other cities.