He plunged her in to boiling water because she had the audacity to ask for a plate of leftovers.
They said I was a blasphemer. They burnt me to ashes and watched as my face melted away.
Bilawals of Larkana, Sharifs of Lahore, Gilanis of Multan; when will a saviour be born in my village?
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