Balochistan is my heart, my soul,
a cure for all conceivable pains of life.
Why should I not sacrifice,
or hesitate to suffer indignities of confinement,
when my motherland is facing poisonous bullets.
(G. R. Mullā, Bazn, p. 37)
A people's spirit cannot be destroyed by killings;
they remain restless, ever resentful.
This restlessness and resentment lead the people to their ultimate goal,
freedom.
