9-11 the Pretext
the beginning of creating a prominent myth in the international politics. If that myth has to exist, several sub-myths have to be created alongside. FBI and Mossad, the Israeli counterpart of CIA, are of the opinion that at least two years are needed to carry out an attack of the proportion of 9/11. Why did the British PMās dossier not give a single piece of evidence against the activities of Al Qaeda and Bin Laden? Why did it leave unsaid the putative role of the rightist militia which is responsible for the largest terror attack in the US?
Why did the government, rather than presenting a cementing proof, harp on the role of Bin Laden without even giving a hint on the rightists, although the latter deserved more suspicion than the former? The doubt lingered. Major news organisations in the US and UK including AP, AFP, Reuters, CNN, BBC, Fox News and C-Span never explained, or posed for that matter, the doubts on the dossier and other official versions of the 9/11. This book, by freelance investigative journalist NM Hussain, attempts to explore some unsaid mysteries behind 9/11.
A DREAM CLOSE TO DAWN
Some journeys lead us to destinations we never imagined, while others unfold like a script written in advance by fate. This novel brings together the dreams and love of a young man named Suhail, shaped by an unexpected turn of destiny.
As you read, think of Suhail not merely as a character, but as someone close to you, your own brother or a dear friend. Let him walk with you through these pages, sharing his moments of joy, pain, hope and sorrow.
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AN APOLOGY LONG OVERDUE
What do we owe to the voices that were silenced, to the dreams buried beneath rubble, to the love that endured despite the weight of loss?
An Apology Long Overdue is a poetic reckoning, a confession, a tribute, and an act of solidarity. In these verses, Nikitha Ramanarayanan traces a reverse journey through life, moving from grief to the innocence of beginnings, confronting both personal and collective wounds.
This collection is an apology to the overlooked and the unheard, to the land that remembers and the bodies that bear witness. It carries the echoes of struggle, the weight of history, and the unyielding hope for justice. Each poem is a fragment of resistance, a quiet defiance against forgetting.
"This isn't just an apology; it is remembrance as resistance."
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EPHEMERA
Ephemera is a collection of fleeting moments,fragile yet powerful, born from experiences that shaped her and emotions too deep to remain unspoken. Writing became her way of giving those feelings a voice, shaping them into words that could reach others.
Through these pages, she hopes readers will find pieces of themselves and be reminded that even the most passing emotions, when shared, can become a lasting source of strength and understanding.
FRAGMENT
When the world chose to feign ignorance, these poems stand in solidarity with the suffering of Palestine, a testament to the resilience of its people. A young girl's defiant cry against brutality, this collection weaves tender moments of love and loss, seeking solace in the divine. Each farewell leaves a lingering memory, and the rain reflects our longings. Divided into two sections, part protest, part prayer, the book weaves together two distinct yet interconnected narratives: one that bears witness to the struggles of Palestine and another that explores the universal themes of love, loss, faith, and mortality. Through lyrical language and poignant imagery, this collection bears witness to the beauty found in impermanence and the enduring spirit of Palestine
