Sunday, August 9, 2015

The War And A Pregnant Woman

There was a pregnant woman, who was caught in the maze of war...
She doesn't know about her parents much as they got shoot in front of her when she was a child...
Her brother grew as a man and went to kill innocents in the name of revenging his enemies...
Someway life gave her love of his life...
With him she planned to move to a place where their children will hear some other stories than bomb blasts and massacres...
One day Talibans arrived, she was hurt and woke up in a hospital next day...
All said her husband died, but she believed he lived somewhere...
Today in a van she was traveling to the border...
Those heroic men with guns came and fired randomly...
All died but with a bullet in her neck, she gave birth to her child in pain and anger...
She doesn't look whether her child was a boy or a girl...
But she felt him to be a boy...
She wrapped him while he was crying...
Why is he crying is that he knows people are soon going to name him to a particular religion and divide his God?
If he cries for his father, he is no more...
And if he cries for his mother, she is soon going to be no more...
If he cries for someone he got no one...
If in the name of Father when his children kill each other then who will there at last?
She worried whether her child was also going to have the same story of hers...
She took her child in her hands kissed all over and put him against her heart...
In the unbearable pain, she took the gun she always had with her...
Then she put a bullet to her heart by passing it through his heart...


#NostalgicPen