The
massacre of Peshawar
A shadow of
melancholy touched the lithe fancies of Peshawar in Pakistan as a cloud dims
the waving of golden grain. Mayhem gave a glacial pang of pain like the stab of
dagger of an ice frozen from a poisoned well on the hearts of sibling and
parents. The feelings were recorded in a memorable dirge by historian.
A large slump
population there was the frightening possibility of the attack spiraling out of
the control and school children had been taken by death out of the world.
In that incident,
Chechen terrorists rained bombs on the street of Pakistan and jubilant crowds,
chanting the slogan they flooded the streets of Peshawar in Pakistan.
Flags flew at half
most and shops and businesses remained closed all over the country as a tribute
to the fallen, piles upon piles of bodies if the students were found in the
hell, either killed or seriously injured.
A few tears came to soften sorrow in mother
eyes. And bitterness crept into their face and they were chocked by the thorns
and brambles of early adversity.
Noble laureate
“Kailash satyargh” termed the killing of the students “as one of the darkest
day of humanity at Peshawar”.
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