Author Archives: Raoof Hasan

Mafias breeding mafias

Silence in the face of crime speaks of complicity  Candid Corner  “He knew what he was, what depths of depravity and cruelty he had plumbed, what ambitions drove him. He prided himself

Half-way to perdition

A generational undertaking to cultivate reform and method Candid Corner  “Unless we maintain correctional institutions of such character that they create respect for law and government instead of breeding resentment and a

Matching crime with crime

Candid Corner A concerted and coordinated effort to create judicial tyranny “There is no greater tyranny than that which is perpetrated under the shield of the law and in the name of

Infatuation with crime

Candid Corner Espousal of a culture wrapped in shrouds of untruths “The silence just allowed the echoes of the question to play out in Nox’s mind, reminding him of his own unwinnable

Jemima’s cousin, ‘Wiki’

Candid Corner Unmasking a cesspool of bigotry and hatred “History, I believe, furnishes no example of a priest-ridden people maintaining a free civil government. This makes the lowest grade of ignorance of

Subversion within

Breeding anarchy, rendering a difficult country ungovernable Candid Corner “On the mountains of truth, you can never climb in vain: either you will reach a point higher up today, or you will

The dialectics of the baton charge

Candid Corner False, fabricated and delusional narratives riding the waves “Possibly the most debilitating deception of all is to create a god of my own making, fool myself into believing that this

Echoes of peace, drumbeats of war

Candid Corner One morphing into the other, leaving behind trails of devastation “Before you become too entranced with gorgeous gadgets and mesmerising video displays, let me remind you that information is not

Rising from the ashes

Candid Corner Let’s get our freedom back – and the option to choose our friends “Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still

An act of betrayal

Candid Corner Opening the floodgates of violence “Ah! Well-a-day! What evil looks Had I from old and young! Instead of the cross, the Albatross About my neck was hung.” Samuel Taylor Coleridge: