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ghazi
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Ghazi \Gha"zi\, n. [Ar. gh[=a]z[=i].] Among Mohammedans, a warrior champion or veteran, esp. in the destruction of infidels.
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
Muslim warrior fighting the infidels, 1735, from Arabic ghazi, properly participle of ghaza (stem gh-z-w) "he made war."
Wiktionary
n. A hero or champion, especially as a Muslim against non-Muslims; often used as a title.
Wikipedia
Ghazi , a title given to Muslim warriors or champions and used by several Ottoman Sultans, may refer to:
- Ghazi (warrior), an Islamic term for one who participates in religious warfare
Ghazi (, ) is an Arabic term originally referring to an individual who participates in Ghazw (, ), meaning military expeditions or raiding; after the emergence of Islam, it took on new connotations of religious warfare. The related word Ghazwa ( ) is a singulative form meaning a battle or military expedition, often one led by the Islamic prophet Muhammad.
In English language literature the word often appears as razzia, a borrowing from French via Italian.
In the context of the wars between Russia and the Muslim peoples of the Caucasus, starting as early as the late 18th century's Sheikh Mansur's resistance to Russian expansion, the word usually appears in the form gazavat (газават).
Ghazi is an Indian bilingual Submarine based War film directed by debutant Sankalp. The film is being simultaneously made in Hindi and Telugu and will be dubbed in Tamil. It will be partially based on his own book Blue Fish. The film stars Rana Daggubati and Taapsee Pannu in the lead along with Kay Kay Menon, Satyadev Kancharana, Atul Kulkarni, Priyadarshi Pulikonda,Rahul Singh and Akshay Mittal. The film is based on the true incidents on the mysterious sinking of PNS Ghazi, a Pakistan Submarine by destroyer INS Rajput (D141) during the Indo-Pakistani War of 1971. The film shooting started on 3 January 2016. PVP Cinema is producing the film. The music is composed by K.
Usage examples of "ghazi".
Every Ghazi who fell fighting should sit above the Caaba at the very footstool of the throne, and in that exalted situation and august presence should be solaced for his sufferings by the charms of a double allowance of celestial beauty.
So it was with some satisfaction that I noted facings and markers - the old 60th Royal Americans, the Buffs, a fatigue party of the 44th - I felt a cold shudder at the memory of the bloody snow by Gandamack, the starved handful of survivors, and Soutar with the Colours of this same 44th wrapped round his waist as the Ghazis closed in for the kill.
The covert smiles, the ready assurances, the sight of swaggering Ghazis, armed to the teeth and with nothing apparent to do, the growing sense of unease - it used to make the hairs crawl on my neck.
The Gilzai chiefs smiled cheerfully when McNaghten delivered his decision, bade him good afternoon, and rode quietly out of Kabul - and three days later the munitions convoy from Peshawar was cut to ribbons in the Khoord-Kabul pass by a force of yelling Gilzais and Ghazis who looted the caravan, butchered the drivers, and made off with a couple of tons of powder and ball.
Everything had been peaceful as you please, and I was just thinking how greatly exaggerated had been the reports arriving in Kabul from Sale, when out of a side-nullah came a mounted party of Ghazis, howling like wolves and brandishing their knives.
I realised there were perhaps half a dozen others - Ghazis, mostly - in the room with us.
The Ghazis urged him on with cries of delight, Gul Shah came to the brink so that he could watch me as I was drawn inexorably to the limit.
Then he began to pull steadily, so that I was dragged for-ward over the floor, closer and closer to the edge, while the Ghazis cheered and roared and I screamed with horror.
Well, they might just be in time to convoy his corpse, if the Ghazis left any of it.
The Ghazis were advancing, straggling groups of them were crossing the bridge.
I could feel those Khyber knives and imagine the Ghazis yelling as they cut us to bits.
I could still hear the hideous chunk of those knives into Burnes's body, and think of McNaghten swinging dead on a hook, and Trevor screaming when the Ghazis got him.
At this point a great cloud of mounted Ghazis suddenly came yelling out of a nullah in the hillside, and rode into the mob, cutting down everything in their way, soldiers and civilians, and made off with a couple of Anquetil's guns before he could stop them.
Ice and blood and groans and death and despair, and the shrieks of dying men and women and the howling of the Ghazis and Gilzais.
Frost-bitten, starving, cluttered still with camp-followers like brown skeletons who refused to die, with its women and children slowing it down, with the Ghazis and Gilzais sniping and harrying, death stared the army in the face.