Osama’s New Daughter-in-law Is A British Grandmother

A chance meeting by the Pyramids in Egypt climaxed in a whirlwind romance and marriage between two unlikely souls – a British grandmother and Osama bin Laden’s son. Jane Felix-Browne, 51, kept her marriage to Omar Osama bin Laden, who is only 24 years younger than her, a secret until now fearing ostracism for being the new daughter-in-law of the most wanted man in the world.

Felix-Browne, who also uses the name Zaina Mohamad, told The Sun on Wednesday that she met Omar while riding a horse near the Pyramid, in Giza, Egypt. Neither the age difference nor the fact that Omar already had a wife and a two-year-old child stopped Felix-Browne from proposing marriage to him. Omar also, seemed to have disregarded the fact that Felix-Browne was in Egypt at that time to undergo treatment for multiple sclerosis.

The couple married in April in an Islamic ceremony in Egypt, and then Saudi Arabia, within days of meeting each other. Felix Browne, who returned to Britain, is now awaiting permission from the authorities in Riyadh to make their marriage official. Notwithstanding her father-in-law’s status, the former parish councillor from Cheshire hopes her new husband will be able to come to the UK soon. “There is no reason why he should not come to live here,” she said.

The brunette has had five husbands; and has three sons and five grandchildren. Omar is one of the 11 children fathered by bin Laden with his first wife Najwa. He works as a scrap metal dealer in Saudi Arabia.

About her father-in-law, Felix-Browne says her husband and he parted ways in 2000, much before 9/11 when they were in Afghanistan. “He left his father because he did not feel it was right to fight or to be in an army. Omar doesn’t know if it was his father who was responsible for the 9/11 attacks. I don’t think we will ever know,” she added. (Source - DNA)

***** To the unlikely couple, this blog dedicates a poem by Andrew Marvell - "The Definition of Love."

My love is of a birth as rare
As 'tis for object strange and high;
It was begotten by Despair
Upon Impossibility.

Magnanimous Despair alone
Could show me so divine a thing
Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown,
But vainly flapp'd its tinsel wing.

And yet I quickly might arrive
Where my extended soul is fixt,
But Fate does iron wedges drive,
And always crowds itself betwixt.

For Fate with jealous eye does see
Two perfect loves, nor lets them close;
Their union would her ruin be,
And her tyrannic pow'r depose.

And therefore her decrees of steel
Us as the distant poles have plac'd,
(Though love's whole world on us doth wheel)
Not by themselves to be embrac'd;

Unless the giddy heaven fall,
And earth some new convulsion tear;
And, us to join, the world should all
Be cramp'd into a planisphere.

As lines, so loves oblique may well
Themselves in every angle greet;
But ours so truly parallel,
Though infinite, can never meet.

Therefore the love which us doth bind,
But Fate so enviously debars,
Is the conjunction of the mind,
And opposition of the stars.

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