That is your old habit of getting into personal attacks once you start feeling that your opponent has pulled the ground beneath you.
Like I told you before, I'll tell you again. I'm of Pakistani origin and my mother tongue is Urdu, not English and I'm proud of it unlike your kind. Even Germans, Frenh, Russians or Chinese doesn't have full mom and on English because nobody work in call centers in all those countries.
I didn't work in a call centre either, and I don't make elementary mistakes of the kind that you make, and have specifically made in this case. Once again, to rub it in, this doctrine has nothing to do with the Aksai Chin frontier directly; it is a preparation for composite formations that will be able to respond faster on the western front than divisions or Army corps have been able to do.
It is for that reason that your failure of comprehension is critical.
I plead guilty to being amused by such elementary errors.
How come? Do you travel on Indian govt sponsored "Ghar wapsi" campaign mission or are you part of those 7 lakh indian occupier terrorists in any way?
Less than 3 lakh, as you have been reminded again and again - and then, again and again and again
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. But we made the cardinal error of putting those reminders in a foreign and unfamiliar tongue, definitely an insensitive and uncaring act on our part.
I travel as a private citizen, and stay with Kashmiri friends, some of whom have political views on the present status and future of Kashmir that are diametrically opposed to mine. We meet as rational human beings and discuss various matters, sometimes with some of them political matters as well.
Old fella do you really need to engage these kids?
On a boring day cold outside with nothing better to do? I have just made a batch of cutlets and polished them off, the coffee was excellent, and I am feeling in a warm and accommodating mood; they really came out well, extremely well.
Old fella do you really need to engage these kids?
I wish you would do me a favour and perform the literary equivalent of marching across to me and smiting me with your mailed glove. I need a challenge.