Between Jabra Al-Sheikh and Jabra, Khartoum: Hemedti’s Dreams and the Turns of Fate

Dr Al-Haitham Al-Kindi Yousif
Jabra Al-Sheikh is the town in North Kordofan State situated along the export road linking Omdurman and El Obeid. The Sudanese Armed Forces recently recaptured it following fierce battles, after which the remnants of the militia fled towards the far west of the state.
Jabra, Khartoum, by contrast, is a residential district in southern Khartoum located near the Armoured Corps base—and what a base the Armoured Corps proved to be. It was a neighbourhood favoured by the family of the militia leader Hemedti, the Dagalo family, who reportedly owned hundreds of houses and high-rise buildings there.
Yet, according to the author, they abandoned that life of comfort after yielding to ambition and rebelling against state authority in an attempt to seize it for a tribal project backed by external interests. Those interests wanted Sudan to remain subordinate, while its own people wanted it to stand at the forefront—crowned with victory and pride.
The Illusion of Return and the Mirage of Khartoum
We have seen Hemedti lamenting the defeats inflicted upon his forces by the ranks of our heroes in the Sudanese Armed Forces and their allied formations. Those setbacks, the author argues, so unsettled him that he began dreaming while awake, promising his militia that it would enter Khartoum once again in a failed attempt to raise the morale of forces whose spirit had collapsed.
Does he not realise that Khartoum is no longer the city from which he was driven in humiliation and defeat?
Khartoum is now guarded by heroes—lions whose strength he has already encountered and whose blows he has already experienced. How, then, could he imagine returning?
You once lived in Khartoum enjoying the splendour of power, dazzled by its glitter, accumulating gold and wealth, marrying beautiful women in twos, threes and fours, and driving luxury vehicles you had never imagined owning.
It was only a moment of collective heedlessness, the author argues, that allowed an ignorant man such as you to rise so high. Foreign powers therefore saw in you the opportunity they had long awaited to advance their own project, exploiting your ignorance and your failure to understand the true nature of events.
Some politically immature figures also imagined they could ride upon your back and be carried into power, even if the path ran across the bodies of innocent people and through the destruction of the country.
Neither you nor they understood that history has always shown how Khartoum breaks conspiracies. From the Turks to the British, plots against it have eventually been shattered and those who pursued them scattered.
Today, Khartoum is once again acting according to its nature, casting you into the deserts of Darfur to hide among its caves and valleys.
How remarkable are the reversals of time.
The Collapse of the Gamble and Exposure of the Scheme
The militia’s greatest illusion, perhaps, was its belief that peoples can be driven by terror and bought with tainted money.
It forgot that the Sudanese people possess a dignity that refuses humiliation in matters of faith and homeland.
They gathered mercenaries from every direction and spread corruption across the land. They killed, looted hospitals, desecrated places of worship and drove unarmed civilians from their homes, believing that such brutality would break the will of the nation.
Instead, the author argues, it reunited the national ranks and unleashed public anger against every invader and hired fighter.
History teaches that every project founded upon falsehood and opportunism is ultimately destined to disappear.
Many of the militia’s political allies have already abandoned it, retreating in embarrassment and disappointment after realising that the cloak of collaboration offers no true protection and that reliance upon foreign powers and their mercenaries is nothing more than a mirage that the thirsty mistake for water, only to find nothing when they reach it.
The Decisive Battle
We say to Hemedti: forget Khartoum. Prepare yourself seriously for the decisive battle that, in our view, is drawing near.
Our soldiers will spare you the effort of reaching Khartoum because they will come to you in Nyala, the city you sought to make the capital of a dominion that was never yours to possess.
Nyala, the author writes, was meant instead to remain a jewel upon the nation’s neck and, God willing, to rejoin the rest of Sudan’s proud and radiant cities, thereby proclaiming the failure and final collapse of your project.
We must understand that the sun of victory rises only after darkness.
Sudan is now cleansing its body of the defilement of rebellion and rewriting its history through blood and sacrifice rather than conspiracy and mercenary ambition.
Khartoum will remain unconquered. Kordofan, Darfur and every inch of the homeland will remain proudly Sudanese, free from traitors and mercenaries.
History will record that the Dagalo rebels came with dreams of conquest, only to retreat defeated, pursued by the judgement of history and the condemnation of the people.

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