I don't let the world steal my peace.
The problem with defending the purity of the English language is that English is about as pure as a cribhouse whore. We don't just borrow words; on occasion, English has pursued other languages down alleyways to beat them unconscious and rifle their pockets for new vocabulary.
Afghanistan is the land of my past, the place where I had laughed and cried, but it was no longer my home.