Raza approached the rusty metal cage with extraordinary caution. Extraordinary because ordinary caution was too ordinary among children his age. They were taught to approach almost everything slowly and nimbly, unexploded bombs and missile parts were running rampant in their land and it was only normal that kids his age possessed a rather extensive knowledge of such unpleasant stuff. It was part of a self-designed plan by the elders to cut down on children casualties. When he was near enough, he gently prodded the rust infected cage and the captive inside opened an eye. He flinched and retraced a few steps. No sound came from within, but the cage reeked of a pungent smell. He leaned forward and took another whiff. He recognized that smell. Everyone recognized the smell of this particular disinfectant. When war's upon you, such things were the most useful.
Tuesday, August 5, 2014
The Caged Dove
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Friday, July 11, 2014
The Suffering in Ghaza, Palestine
It's summers. While you are sunbathing, the Palestinians bathe in their own blood.
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What was the crime of Muhammad Abu Khdeir? He didn’t do any harm
to the three Israeli teens. He was killed in the name of one word –
Retaliation. Killing is rather a weak word, he was kidnapped and burnt alive. 6
Israelis confessed to this heinous crime, enraging Palestinians. As if the
brutality wasn’t enough, Tareq Abu Khdeir was beaten by Israeli police at his slain
cousin Muhammad’s funeral. Excuses and
reasoning followed.
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