''Mama! Baba! Brother! Sister! ,'' Rafiq cried, ''where are you? Why have you left me?'' The boy who was barely twelve years of age wept while he sat all alone in the remains of his bombed house. Just a few days ago, he remembered, he was happy. He was with his family. But life is a heartless monster that lusts for destruction. Her main goal is to make everyone and everything suffer. Probably that's why she let Rafiq's house be bombed. Above that she also let his parents be killed. Poor boy, he is suffering because of a relentless 'person.' But what could he have done? All inanimate things are like that; they don't care for anybody or anything else. The only thing one can do is go with the flow.
The boy laid down on the sofa of what used to be a living room. Rafiq closed his eyes and relived every moment he had spent with his family. He remembered his parents' guidance which was concealed in their anger. The boy also remembered the protection his brother gave him, no matter how though of a situation Rafiq was in, he could always rely on his brother for help. He also remembered his sister's kindness; she always forgave him.
Rafiq opened his eyes and started crying. He cried out a flood of tears. ''KILL ME! KILL ME NOW, I DON'T WANT TO LIVE,'' Rafiq cried. After controlling himself Rafiq whispered,'' I miss you ... I miss you all.'' With a heavy heart and tear filled eyes Rafiq fell asleep. Even in his sleep he sobbed, as he still thought about his family.
Apparently God had answered his prayer. While he slept, Rafiq's whole village was bombed. This time nobody survived. Perhaps it's life way as saying sorry. Right now in the ruins of his demolished house Rafiq lays somewhere smiling, knowing that he will rejoin his parents...
The boy laid down on the sofa of what used to be a living room. Rafiq closed his eyes and relived every moment he had spent with his family. He remembered his parents' guidance which was concealed in their anger. The boy also remembered the protection his brother gave him, no matter how though of a situation Rafiq was in, he could always rely on his brother for help. He also remembered his sister's kindness; she always forgave him.
Rafiq opened his eyes and started crying. He cried out a flood of tears. ''KILL ME! KILL ME NOW, I DON'T WANT TO LIVE,'' Rafiq cried. After controlling himself Rafiq whispered,'' I miss you ... I miss you all.'' With a heavy heart and tear filled eyes Rafiq fell asleep. Even in his sleep he sobbed, as he still thought about his family.
Apparently God had answered his prayer. While he slept, Rafiq's whole village was bombed. This time nobody survived. Perhaps it's life way as saying sorry. Right now in the ruins of his demolished house Rafiq lays somewhere smiling, knowing that he will rejoin his parents...