"A Day When Humanity Died"

16 December 2014. A black day for not only Pakistan but for the whole world. A day when innocent flower got scattered piteously. A day when the mother did not know that she is making lunch for the last time. When the father did not know that he will come back to school to bring the coffin. When the friends did not know that they are going to depart in Jannah together after some time. APSACS, Peshawar targeted by heartless, spiteful scoundrels who got no feelings while firing the bullets in the young naive bodies of the students of that school. Later than this terrible incident, could they live happy by killing hundreds of children? Could they find their lands green after painting the land of Peshawar red with blood of faultless children? Could they hear their laugh after the screams of them? What crime did those little souls do?

 

My beloveds, who think that it was done just to stop the education of children, it wasn’t. Your condolence and remorse are not enough for this immense lose. Somehow it’s you behind all this. Show some empathy and feel the pain if your children die the same way. If you will have to cry in front of the dead body of your adolescent children. If you will have to carry the coffin of your child being a father like those hundreds of fathers did in Peshawar? If being a mother you will have to accept this bitter reality that the child you gave birth to before 14 years and nourished is now no more. If you find the dead body of your friend on your lap who daily used to sit next to you? If you get a call from the hospital instead of school to take you martyred child’s body. How would you feel if your body explodes with the fire or shatters with bullets? Do you think yourself a human? Don’t say those terrorist were Muslims. Don’t even dare call them humans. They can’t be. One who got no sensation while killing those little souls can never be a human.

 

Do you know why there isn’t any word formulate yet for the parent who loses a child? Because the loss is fairly awful. You will have to pay for the loss of these precious lives and for destroying the gardens by plucking it’s adorable flowers callously . 'Indeed, with hardship will be ease'. (94:6)