Muhammad Zaidan (December 10, 1948 - March 8, 2004) also known as Abū ‘Abbās (ابو عباس) or Muhammad ‘Abbās, was the founder and leader of paramilitary group the Palestine Liberation Front (P.L.F.).
Zaidan was born in 1948 in a Syrian refugee camp.
Zaidan joined the radical, pro-Syrian Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine - General Command under Ahmed Jibril in 1968. In 1977, major disagreements arose between the P.F.L.P.-G.C., the P.L.O., and other Palestinian factions based in Lebanon. Zaidan, who opposed Syrian involvement in the Lebanese war, left the P.F.L.P. and created the P.L.F. with Talaat Yaacoub, which eventually split into three separate factions (and then later re-merged). Zaydan's faction of the P.L.F., which was the largest of the three, moved its headquarters to Tunisia.
Since its inception in 1977, the Abbas-led P.L.F. was a member of the Palestine Liberation Organization and received support from both the P.L.O. and Yasser Arafat's Fatah movement. Unlike the P.F.L.P.-G.C., the PLF has supported peace negotiations between Israel and the Palestinians. Zaidan was elected to the Executive Committee of the PLO in 1984 and represented the Palestinian National Council (P.N.C.) in 1989 during peace negotiations with Israel. Although Zaidan was wanted by Israel for his involvement in guerrilla attacks against Israel (including attacks against civilians) throughout the 1970s, 1980s and 1990s, Israel allowed him to travel freely in the Gaza Strip throughout the 1990s because he supported the peace negotiations. One notable attack by the PLF under Zaidan's leadership resulted in the murders of Danny Haran (age 28) and his two daughters, Einat (4) and Yael (2) in April 1979 in their Nahariya, Israel home by Samir Kuntar.[citation needed]
Abdullah Abbas Nadwi (d. January 1, 2006) was an Islamic scholar.
He is the author of the Vocabulary of the Holy Qur'an (1983, ISBN 1-56316-115-X). The entries are supplied with examples from Qur'an, searchable by 3-letter roots.
He also authored Learn the Language of the Holy Qur'an (1987, ISBN 1-56316-009-9). He was a prominent teacher of Nadwatul Ulama. He also served in Jamia Ummul Qura University in Makkah as a teacher for several years.
Syed Abbas Ali (born February 20, 1976), in Indore is a former Indian first class cricketer. He is a left-handed batsman. Ali debuted in 1996/97 and scored his career best score of 251 in the following season. This was a Madhya Pradeshh record at that time, which was better after two years by Jai Yadav made 265 runs in an innings. Ali currently plays for Delhi Giants in the Indian Cricket League. He has also played for ICL India XI.
He is the grandson of the former Indian cricketer Mushtaq Ali.
Ali Imam is a Bangladeshi children's writer and audio-visual organizer.
Imam has written more than 200 books, translated nearly 40. Child psychology, humanism and adventure is found in his writing. A simple style is available. Adventures, science fictions, stories related with historic events are the categories.
Ali Imam was the General Manager of Bangladesh Television and retired from job on 2006.
He is now hosting two popular TV Talk shows in private channels and more concentrating in his forthcoming books.
Allama Nasir Abbas was once one of the most wanted Pakistani jihadists in South East Asia. He was a member of al-Qaeda's regional affiliate, Jemaah Islamiya (JI).
According to Indonesia's top anti-terrorist police officer, General Ansyaad Mbai, Abbas was a very dangerous man and one of the key figures in the JI.
In a BBC interview, Abbas explained his philosophy of jihad. Abbas stated that he believes it is acceptable to fight and kill foreign forces occupying Muslim countries. He gives as examples the Soviets in Afghanistan, the Americans in Iraq and the Philippine army occupying what he describes as ancestral Muslim lands in Mindanao. According to Abbas, the killing of innocent civilians - men, women and children - is forbidden.[citation needed]
Abbas uses his position to criticize the modern violent jihad philosophy, outlined by Palestinian Abdullah Azzam, acknowledged to be the "father" of modern violent jihad. He stated in his interview the 202 civilian deaths in the 2002 Bali bombings gave him pause. Abbas actively assisted the police in tracking down and arresting some of his former comrades. He explains that from that point on, he tried to persuade his former comrades that their interpretation of the Quran was wrong, and urged them to "return to the right path of Islamic teaching".[citation needed]
[W.C.]
It's been a minute that I've been sittin up in this cell
Thinkin of many ways that I can get paid escapin jail
My life is like a football game, I'm movin the chains
Tryin to score so I could maneuver the Range
I hear police callin my name, I ball in no lane
Tryin to hit the wall, make the ghetto hall of fame
It's third and long, got a lot of yards to gain
I'm federal, youse a misdemeanor, you small change
It's that, S-W-A-N-G affiliate
From the penitentiary to the club, love I'm sendin it
Turn me out and throw it up and get your boogie on
And let me see those fingers in the sky if you feelin it
I'm sick, and ain't no curin me, maximum security
can't stop my back bumper draggin through your community
Process me, lock me down, level me hard kid
I still come out swingin like Ron Artest, nigga
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus: Nelly]
Is it the concrete, or the walls
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - lock 'em down, lock 'em down
This is LOCKDOWN - lock 'em down, lock 'em down
Is it the concrete, or the walls
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - I'm 'bout to whip yo' ass mayne
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[W.C.]
Nigga the bang bang get up
Skip skippin through the lane, swang, look at Dub
Swangin, still feelin 'em all, I can't wait to get out
When I touch-down nia I'ma turn shit out
Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
Lights out, Dub and Nelly 'bout to shut the lights off
C-walkin on the industry, spittin with all my energy
Dedicated to my niggaz in the penitentiary
Ladies bounce to this, sip Cris', get drunk to this
Refs walks to this, dawgs thump to this
On my mind is my fetti, itchin for the day
that I can parole and jack the nose on a Chevy
Three-wheel to the St. Lou' and connect with Nelly
Jump in the Escalade on them deuce-four Pirellis, nigga
Money is freedom and freedom is cash
And anything between me and my freedom I'll whup an ass
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]
[W.C.]
Yeah, Dub stay chuckin the pavement, I'm anti-general populated
Hood related, the industry most hated
Cause I ball greedy and rhyme for mine (c'mon) I'm willin to die for mine
(c'mon) While haters hate from the sideline
I'm like Fabolous, I make you "Breathe" hard, leavin ya bleedin and scarred
PC'd up on the sensitive knee guard
Dub Central ain't no surrender, spit for repetitive offenders
Facin D.A.'s with public defenders nigga
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
It's been a minute that I've been sittin' up in this cell
Thinkin' of many ways that I can get paid escapin' jail
My life is like a football game, I'm movin' the chains
Tryin' to score so I could maneuver the Range
I hear police callin' my name, I ball in no lane
Tryin' to hit the wall, make the ghetto hall of fame
It's third and long, got a lot of yards to gain
I'm federal, youse a misdemeanor, you small change
It's that, S W A N G affiliate
From the penitentiary to the club, love I'm sendin' it
Turn me out and throw it up and get your boogie on
And let me see those fingers in the sky if you feelin' it
I'm sick and ain't no curin' me, maximum security
Can't stop my back bumper draggin' through your community
Process me, lock me down, level me hard kid
I still come out swingin' like Ron Artest, nigga ha ha
Is it the concrete or the walls?
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is lockdown, lock 'em down, lock 'em down
This is lockdown, lock 'em down, lock 'em down
Is it the concrete or the walls?
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is lockdown
I'm 'bout to whip yo' ass mayne, ha ha
Nigga the bang bang get up
Skip skippin' through the lane, swang, look at Dub
Swangin', still feelin 'em all, I can't wait to get out
When I touch-down nigga, I'ma turn shit out
Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
Lights out, Dub and Nelly 'bout to shut the lights off
C-walkin' on the industry, spittin' with all my energy
Dedicated to my niggaz in the penitentiary
Ladies bounce to this, sip Cris', get drunk to this
Refs walks to this, dawgs thump to this
On my mind is my fetti, itchin' for the day
That I can parole and jack the nose on a Chevy
Three-wheel to the St. Lou' and connect with Nelly
Jump in the Escalade on them deuce-four Pirelli's, nigga
Money is freedom and freedom is cash
And anything between me and my freedom I'll whup an ass, ha ha
Is it the concrete or the walls?
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is lockdown, lock 'em down, lock 'em down
This is lockdown, lock 'em down, lock 'em down
Is it the concrete or the walls?
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is lockdown
I'm 'bout to whip yo' ass mayne, ha ha
Yeah, Dub stay chuckin' the pavement, I'm anti-general populated
Hood related, the industry most hated
'Cause I ball greedy and rhyme for mine, c'mon I'm willin' to die for mine
C'mon, while haters hate from the sideline
I'm like Fabolous, I make you 'Breathe' hard
Leavin' ya bleedin' and scarred, PC'd up on the sensitive knee guard
Dub Central ain't no surrender, spit for repetitive offenders
Facin' D.A.'s with public defenders nigga, ha ha
Is it the concrete or the walls?
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is lockdown, lock 'em down, lock 'em down
This is lockdown, lock 'em down, lock 'em down
Is it the concrete or the walls?
Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
Nigga this is lockdown
You....
You said you'd come around
Silk stockings can't be found
On my floor no more
You....
You're the one i want to see
You could make me happy
If you'd come and live with me
I don't even know that much about losing
I've had some bad times
I've had some good times
I've done ok
You could take it all from me if you wanted
And i'm sure that you'd agree
Well, i hope that you'd agree
You....
You opened up my mind
I'm standing in the rain
Feeling alright
You....
You put a grin across my face
I love the way you taste
I really want you babe
I don't even know that much about you
You've got that magic touch
You've really got it down
I don't even see your face when i want you
But i hear you come around
Well, i know you come around
Oh, babe i want you
Yeah, yeah yeah ohhhh...
How i want you
I don't even know that much about losing
But you've got that magic touch
You really got it down
I don't even see your face when i want you
But i hope you come around
Well, i know you come around
You....
You said you'd come around
Silk stockings can't be found
On my floor no more
You....
Your the one i want to see
You could make me happy
If you'd only come and live with me
Baby
You can fall in love
Fall in love again
Hey, hey you, looks like you've got lots of time. Staying up real late, sleeping all day. Look at you playing your video games. Drinking slurpees outside the Circle K, and skating your life away.
(chorus) Hey, hey you, why don't you just grow up? Hey, hey you, why don't you just grow up?
The real world is passing you by, just you wait and see. High School is over now, soon you will be old and crusty like me.
(chorus)
This is not some job flipping nasty burgers at the local drive through. Sitting around all day dreaming of the W's. Becoming famous rock stars, I'll be working 9 to 5 jealous of you, yeah jealous of you.