One of the sad realities of living in today’s world is how inured we have become to incidents of terrorism.
Do we know anyone who died today? Naah we don’t. So let’s hashtag, share update on FB, and move on. Which of course raises the bar for terrorists, obligating them perversely to be more “spectacular” to catch people’s attention.
Like bringing down two of the world’s tallest buildings on a busy office day.
Like storming 5-star hotels and butchering people in cold blood.
Like shooting dead close to one hundred fifty school-kids.
As a parent, it is difficult not to feel a deep bond of empathy for those that have lost a child, for it is the most frightening thing that can happen to a human being. I would not have said this a few years ago but now that I am a father, I truly mean it.
But alas in this world, I cannot just be a father. I am an Indian. I am a Hindu.
Which in Pakistan, means I am the Devil.
Which means I did it.