| Agony Prancing in Space: Roses and Thorns Contributor(s): Kirmani, Huma (Author) |
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ISBN: 1533076979 ISBN-13: 9781533076977 Publisher: Createspace Independent Publishing Platform OUR PRICE: $5.69 Product Type: Paperback Published: May 2016 |
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| BISAC Categories: - True Crime | Con Artists, Hoaxes & Deceptions |
| Physical Information: 0.1" H x 5.98" W x 9.02" (0.17 lbs) 48 pages |
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| Publisher Description: The concept of homosexuality does not apply in Asia as it does in the West. Homosexuality is viewed here as a pleasurable activity. Fair complexioned Pathan and Afghan shoeshine boys are legion in Lahore. They flash their eyes in hopes of attracting older male clients. The swarthier Punjabi men scared prefer these lighter skinned boys from the Northwest Frontier. Roving pleasure boy will try to lure customers to stay at particular hotels that employ them. Afghan hotel manager poses with his pleasure boys. Bath house boys make extra pocket money by providing sexual services .A bathhouse boy waits for clients. and are vulnerable victims for clients. Among the many things that came from Afghanistan and Central Asia through the legendary Khyber Pass was the institution of pleasure boys who are still admired and kept in Pakistan especially along the Northwest Frontier. Young boys, many of who are Afghan refugees, clean buses and perform other services for the drivers who take them on as assistants. Some boys, as young, complain of sexual harassment. Teenage Afghan boys pass by traditionally decorated auto-rickshwas. While Jamal Khan was all drenched in tears, his beautiful eyes were all sore and red; Salar managed to broke the lock and entered with the stranger, whose lantern helped Salar to unlock the door; he spoke to that stranger in his native language and we came to know that in fact he was assigned to keep a watch on Jamal Khan, outside the house, if Jamal dared to run away . Salar threatened that man, who was paid for that duty for that night;the entire night, we four sat together and waiting for dawn, with the Moazzin's Fajar salat, I offered ablution and prostrated my head in front of Almighty and my face was all wet by tears of agony, Salat followed and offered his prayer; Jamal Khan was sleepy and the assigned watchman was as silent as a church mouse. That horrified night made my entire respect at stake, I was quite disturbed that it had been happened to Salar and I, as we were there for a noble cause, my journey all the way from America to Pakistan would has been pulled down to mud of infamy, I was grateful to Allah Who Helped Salar and I to be saved from that horrendous injury of exploitation and disrespect. |