Pakhtoons/Pashtuns/Pakhtuns:
The people I love, which makes my task harder than ever.
Pakhtuns, the simply amazing and amazingly simple people, are not easy to love. Pakhtun takes a lot of knowing. Pakhtun is the most complicated simplicity. I want to bring him down from the hills of Khyber and the plains of Hashtnager, face to face with you in his torn clothes and grass sandals, his eyes full of manliness, mirth and mischievous sprite, and his head full of infantile and noble pride - the paramount camouflage he uses to hide his desires.
Yes, I want to bring him to you and make him talk to you - of his struggle and his dreams, of his love and feuds, his field and his watch-tower, his new rifle and his old wife.
Let me then introduce you to your neighbour! He has a fine turban and intriguing trousers.