Thoughts to Words

Ajay Pandita, a Kashmiri Pandit sarpanch was recently killed by terrorists. I am not interested in joining the club of pseudo-liberals and I will voice my humble opinion when a life is lost due to terrorism. About terrorism and its employees, a terrorist is a brainwashed person who has cut all ties with humanity and can go to any extent to fulfil a nasty agenda. Whether terrorism is hidden behind the mask of a political party and operates on fascist ideologies or it is being practised by keeping guns and bombs on religion's shoulder to set ablaze innocent lives, it is the same damn demon performing atrocious crimes and conspiring against civilization in different clothes. With the ability of logical reasoning, how hard is it to understand that the immoral deeds of a person have to be challenged and it has to be done without siding with a particular label? The only team you should be rooting for is humanity and it doesn't have reservations for a specific caste, creed, sex, race,...

Wraith seasoned on cirrus, like a rhapsody of white frills, swinging in an apple orchard, a pashmina shawl  she dons on her silvery arms, deciduous woodcarvings  shedding blood  in bitterly sweet valleys, falling off maturity even when autumn invites spring, curfews clotting homes, stench gunpowder grafitti art  sprayed in the line of control, shikaras and willows limping in steep gullies, a gleaming telescope sky-watching, faint sounds  heard coming from a lake, 'my moon is red my moon is pale my moon is battered  ahoy religion ahoy religion ahoy religion crossfires are offered to preach thy eminence and my prayers deafened.' ©songbriti