A river of tears. A wounded heart. Violent memories etched into my mind. How does a mother recover? How can she resolve her grief? How can she accept the fact that her children are gone, forever? Innocence, murdered. Little soul lights, snuffed out. Joy and laughter, permanently gone. A mother reaches out, but her child will never grasp her hand again.What do you tell a woman that has lost the life she gave birth to? What do you say when she asks why? How do you respond when she wants to know why the world let it happen? The grief is deep. The pain unbearable. The suffering unimaginable. Hurt. Anger. Questions. Profound silence in response.
Allah janey kiss Housley sey isko daikha aur share kiya hai aap ney Jazaka'Allah Khair Assalam_O_Alykum
