KEEPING YOUR SANITY XI
Ghazni, Afghanistan, August 1984. With my beard, turban, and shalwar kameez tunic and trousers I looked like just another Afghan guy walking with my Mujahaddin friends into the city. We were scouting out how the attack, led by commander Adam Khan, would be made that night on the Soviet high command atop the Bala Hissar fortress in the city center.
It was risky for there were Soviet and Communist government lookouts and guardposts everywhere – and I was in serious trouble. I felt weak, confused, on the verge of falling down, and knew I would jeopardize my life and those with me if discovered. I realized what was wrong.



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