Peshawar Mourns it's Innocent

The world came to a stand-still when the most inhuman, dastardly and cruel act was carried out on the Army Public School in Peshawar on Tuesday. 16^th December 2014, will be remembered as a Black Tuesday, for not only a HUNDRED AND FORTY ONE humans were brutally murdered, it was innocent lives that were claimed- those who went to school to learn and teach, to gain and give knowledge and to give wings to their dreams. Little did they know the morning, when they were leaving for school, that it was the last time they would do so. That they would never be able to come home, throw aside their bags and watch TV, never play their favorite games and sports with their friends, never hug their parents again!

Fathers who proudly carried their children on their shoulders, mothers who gave birth to them, and took care of them, families who watched their brothers, sisters, nephews, nieces and grandchildren grow, were seen running barefoot on the streets of Peshawar that day, in constant prayer and hope, that this was all a bad dream, a cruel lie that was being displayed in front of them, that their children were safe and sound, and would return to their beloved homes soon.

What has humanity come to?

Is this all that was left? A cowardly retaliation and that too, on little innocent children whose only fault was that they studied in an Army Public School? That they dared to be just helpless children who could do nothing about what was happening to them at that moment? That they were the apple of their parents’ eyes?

Nations showed their solidarity and to Pakistan in their moment of grief, people sent out messages of support. But will that help return those lost lives? Will it prevent the massacres from continuing to occur? Will it prevent those heartless terrorists from carrying out their vile and dastardly activities?

This is not something that happened in some corner of the world, this can be us tomorrow! It will make us exist, rather than LIVE, in constant fear, to protect our loved ones.

A few parents in Peshawar, who were able to speak out their grief, were proud of their children who were snatched away from them, are a constant inspiration to the rest of us.

“I’m proud that my child became a martyr. He gave his life to save his friends.”

“My elder son was taken away from me today. But I will still keep sending my other children to school.”

“They took his life, they were never able to take his soul.”

All those little souls will forever be a constant reminder to us that the only way out of this, is to fight terrorism and uproot it completely. Else, such acts which are ugly blots on the face of humanity, will continue to prevail and haunt our lives.

May your souls Rest in Peace.