“ We will not leave this place |
tured us enough ? Please leave us |
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until we find that man .” He contin- |
now ” |
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ued . |
There was a brief silence for |
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“ What has he done , leave him .” |
some time and all that could be heard |
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The woman blurted out . |
was the starling of leaves which the |
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The Army captain outraged at |
wind shuddered from time to time . |
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how the woman gathered guts to |
The captain had a brooding |
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speak up to him , took out his pistol |
look on his face and it seemed he was |
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and straightaway headed towards |
about to explode . But nothing hapthe |
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woman . People protested but |
pened . He simply walked right |
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were silenced . He pointed the barrel |
across the girl and murmured someof |
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his gun to the forehead of a one |
thing to one of his army personnel . |
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year old infant which the woman |
The interrogation continued for |
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was carrying in her arms . The infant |
some minutes and soon the captain |
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was her only son . |
grew weary and decided to leave . |
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“ Please don ' t , I beg you , he is |
Before leaving he warned everyone |
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my son , he is everything I have .” The |
that he would comeback soon and |
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woman begged . |
next time he would show no mercy . |
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Many men tried to protest but |
curtly , “ We too have children , we too |
As the army truck left the vil- |
all in vain . They were beaten up by |
have brothers and mothers , we are |
lage people mustered back their |
clubs and rifles . The captain ignored |
not ruthless but you people force us |
strength and attended to the injured . |
the lady and pulled back the slide of |
to act like brutes . All we are asking is |
Everything was left in tatters and |
the pistol . As soon as he put his fin- |
information about the bomber . He is |
obliterated to pain and sorrow . The |
ger on the trigger the woman burst |
not a hero , he has killed civilians . |
morning had changed into a mourn- |
into tears . |
Either you people tell me about that |
ing . Yet , there was something beau- |
“ How about I kill your son and |
militant or you all will remember |
tiful about that moment . It had to |
then I tell you I ' m innocent .” The captain |
this day for years to come ” |
pass . |
shouted and rage took over him . |
Hearing the captain , a small girl |
Today , after seventeen years |
“ Please don ' t . Kill me instead ” |
not more than fifteen years of age |
when my mother often tells me how |
The mother said , her voice hoarse |
stepped up to him and said , “ You can- |
I escaped death when I was an infant , |
due to tears . |
not threaten us like this , we told you |
all I do is stare in her old eyes which |
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Within seconds , many other army men ran towards the captain and stopped him from committing a brutal sin . The captain calmed down
and put his pistol back and shouted
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that we don ' t know anything . If you don ' t believe us then kill us all . What is the difference between you and those militants ? You all take lives of innocent people . Haven ' t you tor- |
still narrate a story of tyranny . I feel like I can still feel the barrel of that gun on my forehead . Moreover , I feel the suffering of those innocent people . I feel cold . |