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Download Reham Khan leaked Book in PDF Format – Allegations agianst Imran


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The book has been posted online on Amazon.com.

It is worth mentioning here that the following content posted here was based on the leaked pages of Rehman Khan’s book by Hamza Abbasi, a TV host and actor.

Some of the allegations leveled by Rehman Khan in her book have been compiled here.

Page 233-234 (Hamza Shehbaz & Maryam Nawaz)

In my interview with Hamza Shehbaz, I found him to be an extremely polite individual. Not only was he courteous to me, he braved the blunt attacks of my makeup lady. She very directly informed him that they had chosen a couple
of candidates who were disliked. He listened to her calmly and assured her
that it was now too close to the elections, but he would bear her comments
in mind for the future. His pleasant response charmed her, and she was raving
about him the whole way back.
He left after the interview but insisted that our team should stay back for
lunch prepared for us. I instead wanted to milk the opportunity, and rather
cheekily asked his co-ordinator to try to get me an interview with Maryam
Nawaz Sharif and they squeezed me into her busy schedule.
I was immediately taken aback by her mannerisms. I was expecting a lady
with all the airs and graces of being a daughter of a powerful strong dynasty.
But unlike the princess label she had been given by the PTI, she came across
as a focused, time-conscious woman. She would get up and open the door
herself to call her next appointment in, rather than ringing a bell, and stuck
to the allotted time. Interestingly, we all thought that Hamza had the mannerisms
of his uncle Nawaz, while Maryam had strong administrative skills similar to
her uncle Shahbaz Sharif. She was operating the office with the discipline an
army officer maintains. While Hamza came across as a more laid-back and
diplomatic politician who could connect because of his Awami appeal,
Maryam was very direct and to-the-point, unlike most Pakistanis one would
meet. She was certainly not a stereotypical pampered, desi-elite woman; I
immediately felt she was very independent and competent.
None of us would really know how independent she would prove to be, until
the post-Panama crisis that hit that family in 2017. But I felt the visceral
hatred for this woman was undeserved. She was not the ‘Pharoah’ that she
had been labeled by people who had not met her. She simply didn’t waste
time in idle chit-chat or pleasantries typical of the subcontinent. Women are
expected to be more docile and sweet. A taskmaster man is admired, but a
no-nonsense woman is intolerable in our society.
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Page 309 Shehbaz Sharif

PTI had labeled them as the ‘badshahs’ or the Kings. Shahbaz Sharif was
portrayed in media as a man who was prone to get married every so often
to any attractive woman he laid his eyes on.
With all that negativity, I marched into a tasteful parlor. As I looked around,
I saw a penchant for Faberge eggs and an obsessional attention-to-detail in the
decor. It all looked familiar. I went into the powder room and did a double
take at the painted basin. It seemed like someone had been consulting my
decorating notes. I pointed this out to my researcher who had accompanied
me.
As we sat waiting for the CM to arrive, several people dropped in to say hello
to the team. I was still in a bit of a daze and was slow to register that some
were his close family members. Their attitude was pleasant and down to
earth. A man introduced himself as ‘the one who was not in politics’. He joked
that he was the businessman who kept earning while the family kept spending
it all on politics.
The atmosphere was casual and relaxed until the CM walked in. I had my back
to the entrance, but the immediate pin drop silence suggested that the
taskmaster had arrived. It was as if everyone in the room had stopped
breathing. I noticed that the room suddenly emptied as everyone presumably
scampered to their duties.
The CM walked in with military precision. I half-expected him to bring his feet
together for attention. He greeted me in a very brisk, professional manner.
We sat down. The makeup artist attempted to take the shine off the CM’s
face, but this man, with his silvery grey hair and unusually long fingers,
dismissed him. He had no time to waste. We jumped straight into the
interview with no chit-chat and no deliberation.
I noticed the older man kept meticulously rearranging the pen and post-it
notepad in front of him. I had discovered who my obsessional replica in the
house was. Besides tiny water breaks, the CM answered my questions for a
straight 60 minutes. After the intense grilling which clearly showed my PTI
tilt, we stood up. Before I could thank him, the CM surprised me by saying in
a rather fatherly fashion, “Thank you. Very tough interview young lady but I
appreciate it”.
With that, he was gone. No sleazy overtures. No arrogance. He was just brisk,
clinical, and professional to the core. The man was clearly a no-nonsense type
who had pressing work engagements. As soon as he left, I heard people
breathing again.