Friday, 19 December 2014

Why Indians should sympathize with the Pakistan attacks inspite of the insane accusations.

So, there is some outrage as to how Pakistanis are reacting and accusing India of the attack, wishing that Indian children were victimized and how we should be concerned about our security before sympathizing with them . Well, here's what I have to say about it.



Firstly, for the question about security and hatred. Why not do both? Up our security and be nice to them. Being nice doesn't mean we are weak. And not sympathizing would be a really shallow thing to do. We're humans and that too Indians, peace loving caring, INDIANS, we can't not sympathize with them. We simply aren't capable of such monstrous behavior.

And now as far as sympathizing is concerned (if you still can't find a good enough reason to sympathize)
The world is first sorry because children died and then because Pakistanis died. Children who hadn't yet completely understood the world or its games died. Children who didn't yet understand terrorism(or religion for that matter of fact) were victims of it.
                              Richard Dawkins says in his book "The God Delusion" that - "A child is not a Christian child, not a Muslim child, but a child of Christian parents or a child of Muslim parents" and this is what we need to comprehend. Children are the same everywhere. Indian or Pakistani doesn't matter. In the end its little souls that were going to be the face of tomorrow that passed away. Innocent breaths that stopped and tender emotions that were sacrificed. All in the name of I don't know what. Religion? Greed? Anger?
                       Be sorry that so many dreams died without flowering. Sympathize with the attacks not because it gives you a new media trend to follow or a topic of discussion in groups but  because a little piece of humanity was lost. If nothing, sympathize in the name of humanity. After all, we're kind. Lets make kindness our strength. ‪#‎Peshawarattacks‬ ‪#‎innocentsouls #indiaiswithpakistan







Stories went untold,
And dreams couldn't unfold.
Today with candles we mourn,
But will we tomorrow?‬