Monday, May 31, 2004

Bullet knocks my door

Jan 19 , 1990 in the chilled winter night ...In the dark street of downtown srinagar ,there were few people disussing over a puffing smoke.

THere eyes were bluish with fear and sweat ozzing on fore head out of fear.This sweat was frrezing on their foreheads giving their skin greenish tinge.

Some one knocked the door ..Much before the youngest of them all would get up..There were bullets screening the wooden baricade of the yard.

The wooden door on which Chelpark Ink dots once sprinled out from the chinese Ink pens where now washed with blood drops of young kid ..by nothing else but chinese made pakis supplied AK 56 rifles....


Who did it..why...whom could have this young guy of 7 yrs killed ...I kept guesing ???who was the terrorist ..Was he powerful ..if yes then what was threating him..7 yr kid!!!!

Watch out the full story soon...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is something that we will all like to know..what happened who are gettg extinct

Anonymous said...

This story was started so many years before, killings & conversions has started from very early period. You may be right to say about the extinction after 30years on seeing present condition but I pray it may not come true. I belive we are the people to keep it alive if we will think of extinct then no one can help us. Today we can see so many people coming forward to put their full efforts for keeping our literature,language,culture, script etc. alive. Let we also put our hands in their effort & be successful in keeping our comunity alive.