[Dedicated to the innocent people who lose lives in wars]The sudden bombardment at the border cautioned everyone. Panic and wails resonated with deaths. The air was polluted by gunpowder, and hearts by fear! She waited in despair. Her child was among the few who were playing on the school ground. It was vacation and who thought of cross-border attacks. She cried like being punished. He found it difficult to hold her; he did not wish to see his woman die! She almost collapsed on the floor, rested her head on the muddy walls! The neighbours found their boy, but Akram was missing. She went running to the boy before he could speak.
Did you see Akram? Please tell me. Oh my God! What happened to my boy?
She started slapping herself!
The little boy was already frightened. He spoke not. She asked again, but he stayed silent and drooped his head!
She hugged him, and shouted: Please tell me, son. I would give you anything you wish to have.
Gathering some courage, he tried to speak. There were no words- he started to narrate but there was no voice......
No comments:
Post a Comment