Main Esi Qom Se Hun Jis K Wo Bachon Se Darta Hai | 144 Stories

I just don’t feel like talking about any thing else today. This day, Black Day, written in the history of Pakistan with the blood of the Martyrs of APS, depresses our hearts and souls even after 3 years.

It was not only the 144 families but all of the Pakistanis who cried with those families after the carnage. It was never easy to sit in front of the TV and listen to the mourning mothers, weeping fathers and grieving siblings. This massacre though, shows the world how very brave each individual Pakistani is.

I still remember the day  I heard people talking at my university about an attack on a school. I just considered it as a random blast which had unfortunately become a somewhat regular occurance (that too was a sad thing but I didn’t expect it to be that bad)… but when I came home after that deadly day, every news I heard took me to Psychotic Depressions and Phobias, and made me gloomy over time.

I won’t go into the details of what happened that day as you can get many articles on the stories of the victims but December still scares the heck out of me. That was one of the worst events in the history of the World and I hope it never happens again to anyone, anywhere in the world.

How can someone be so heartless and inhuman?

And that too, in the name of Islam, which is a religion of peace and love. These fierce faces cannot be Muslims as we Muslims are the followers of Holy Prophet Muhammad (p.b.u.h), who has always taught us the lessons of care and harmony.

Apart from all the fear that comes with Black Day, whenever I listen to the victimized families they astonish me with their bravery. Once a father said that if he had another son he would sacrifice him too for this land and it made me realize that the terrorists who regard themselves as ‘heroes’ are in reality the biggest scums on the surface of this Earth and they really made me respect the gems of our nation.

What happened was extremely ruthless and terrible, with the loss of 144 innocents.  I still feel grief for each individual family, my heart cries for each angel that left the world in that violent massacre but it really makes me proud that

Me Esi Qom Se Hun Jis K Wo Bacho Se Darta Hai,

Barra Dushman Bana Phirta Hai Jo Bacho Se Larta Hai

I am proud of my nation and I salute each individual who is fighting a battle with this brutality, whether it be families of blast victims or our Pakistani Army sacrificing their lives protecting us. Respect and prayers for all of them.

That’s it for today. The angels that left the world in the APS massacre will always live in our hearts and I pray to ALLAH, that we don’t have to lose any more angels during this war against terrorism.

I have some very interesting blogs coming up about a couple of events we attended yesterday but this day has always been sad for me so I don’t feel like posting anything else today. Fun stuff coming soon so stay tuned.

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