I was not born just to die
One was sleeping in the lap of his mother other was playing with is father,someone was waiting for food from his mother while other was starting to know the world what it is.One had recently started speaking his language while the other had just learnt to walk,all were havind a similarity that they had done nothing wrong rather they were born in Syria,they were responsible to be innocent, they had given a big punishment that they were moved from a part of a happy family to an orphan,they just ruin their world,their family,and their life too.
What was their fault, that their parents were taken away from them?
The fault was that they were born in Syria but, the Syria was not always like what it is today.
In U.K child choose between phone brands,In Africa child choose between food or water Nnad in Syria child chooses between life and death.But if he chooses life he has to loose parents but if he choose parents his parents had to loose him ,if he choose either life or death ironically both are death . Let me come on point and i.e. the civil war going in the syria whivh had killed 150000 people in which 20000 were children below age of 10.
Three of mens had placed a gun on the head of a 3 year old child who even don't know anyone other then his own parents,who get killed brutualy,a small 76 year girl smile's of not not knowing her parents are already killed.A 2 or 3 year old child get his hand up on seeing a photographer tkaing a picture of him,he don't know the diffrence between camera or gun but know to up his hands otherwise he will be killed.what worst conditions are these you can imagine,but wait how could you even imagine it because it even very difficult too to imagine that it will make your soul scared from inside too that neither thing can do in this world.But if you could do anything is to pray for them only for least 2 minutes so that their soul may rest in peace with their parents.
They were nt born die,they were not born to be killed, they were not born to be the part of that civl war and get assainated.They were born to write the future of Syria in the golden words but get stopped before born completly.
Conditions are very disturbing ,but what we can do or what is our work we can do for them is nothing but we can pray . Their conditions could be better then it is today but we don't have time to think about them because it's not our duty or work.Every country had come across a way of development,they forgot the meaning and importance of humanity.They had lost themselfes in the fight for money and wealth and some countries and their citizens have to pay for them.And the result is is like the childs like Aylan Kurdi(most of us know about him , a 4 year child died on the way with refugees.They were forced to leave their their home.) and now their are many more like him.He was of age 4 but we hve many younger then him,who got killed,orphaned and handicaped and get their life ruined.
Let me tell you a short story about a girl I don't know her name or anyother thing but what I know is her story, so let me start:-
A girl , a beautiful girl just like a princess of her parents as being the only child,but one worst dayeverything was changed,at the age of 6 ,when she recently leant to be appy and to smile she lost her parents ,her mother and father was no more but she didn't knew it as she was just 6 years old,four mens were standind in front of her ,they were the same those who killed her parents but she didn't knew it.She was also not aware that soon she will be killed too. All of them were standing in front of her will loaded guns and the reaction of the girl was.... she smiled to them but soon they killed her.The guns were placed on head , four guns on the head of 6 year old beautiful girl,few seconds later their were 4 holes on the head of a girl who had started knowing the world,they killed her and the irony was no one knows the reason behind the killing of girl.The girl is no more, she is dead but the story is not finished yet.Their is a long story in Syria whivh can't be described and you can't even imagine the life their,but you can pray.
एक खेल रहा था अकेले,एक पिता के साथ था।
एक धमाका हुआ, और सब बदल गया।
मासूम तो वो अब भी थे , पर मासूमियत देने वाला नहीं था।
कहते थे जिसे माता पिता या भगवान वो अब उनके साथ नहीं था।
थे लाल रंग में सने हुए,मगर कुछ जानते ना थे।
हुए था क्या उनके साथ यह वो मानते ना थे,चले गए थे छोड़ कर वो, हक था पालने का जिन्हें,
उनकी भी क्या किस्मत थी,की जिन्हें जीना भी नहीं आया था,की जिन्हें जीना भी नहीं आया था,उन्हें मरना सीखा गए!!!
What was their fault, that their parents were taken away from them?
The fault was that they were born in Syria but, the Syria was not always like what it is today.
In U.K child choose between phone brands,In Africa child choose between food or water Nnad in Syria child chooses between life and death.But if he chooses life he has to loose parents but if he choose parents his parents had to loose him ,if he choose either life or death ironically both are death . Let me come on point and i.e. the civil war going in the syria whivh had killed 150000 people in which 20000 were children below age of 10.
Three of mens had placed a gun on the head of a 3 year old child who even don't know anyone other then his own parents,who get killed brutualy,a small 76 year girl smile's of not not knowing her parents are already killed.A 2 or 3 year old child get his hand up on seeing a photographer tkaing a picture of him,he don't know the diffrence between camera or gun but know to up his hands otherwise he will be killed.what worst conditions are these you can imagine,but wait how could you even imagine it because it even very difficult too to imagine that it will make your soul scared from inside too that neither thing can do in this world.But if you could do anything is to pray for them only for least 2 minutes so that their soul may rest in peace with their parents.
They were nt born die,they were not born to be killed, they were not born to be the part of that civl war and get assainated.They were born to write the future of Syria in the golden words but get stopped before born completly.
Conditions are very disturbing ,but what we can do or what is our work we can do for them is nothing but we can pray . Their conditions could be better then it is today but we don't have time to think about them because it's not our duty or work.Every country had come across a way of development,they forgot the meaning and importance of humanity.They had lost themselfes in the fight for money and wealth and some countries and their citizens have to pay for them.And the result is is like the childs like Aylan Kurdi(most of us know about him , a 4 year child died on the way with refugees.They were forced to leave their their home.) and now their are many more like him.He was of age 4 but we hve many younger then him,who got killed,orphaned and handicaped and get their life ruined.
Let me tell you a short story about a girl I don't know her name or anyother thing but what I know is her story, so let me start:-
A girl , a beautiful girl just like a princess of her parents as being the only child,but one worst dayeverything was changed,at the age of 6 ,when she recently leant to be appy and to smile she lost her parents ,her mother and father was no more but she didn't knew it as she was just 6 years old,four mens were standind in front of her ,they were the same those who killed her parents but she didn't knew it.She was also not aware that soon she will be killed too. All of them were standing in front of her will loaded guns and the reaction of the girl was.... she smiled to them but soon they killed her.The guns were placed on head , four guns on the head of 6 year old beautiful girl,few seconds later their were 4 holes on the head of a girl who had started knowing the world,they killed her and the irony was no one knows the reason behind the killing of girl.The girl is no more, she is dead but the story is not finished yet.Their is a long story in Syria whivh can't be described and you can't even imagine the life their,but you can pray.
Nothing can describe it better then these words written by me:-
सो रहा था गोद में मा की,एक मा के साथ पढ रहा था।एक खेल रहा था अकेले,एक पिता के साथ था।
एक धमाका हुआ, और सब बदल गया।
मासूम तो वो अब भी थे , पर मासूमियत देने वाला नहीं था।
कहते थे जिसे माता पिता या भगवान वो अब उनके साथ नहीं था।
थे लाल रंग में सने हुए,मगर कुछ जानते ना थे।
हुए था क्या उनके साथ यह वो मानते ना थे,चले गए थे छोड़ कर वो, हक था पालने का जिन्हें,
उनकी भी क्या किस्मत थी,की जिन्हें जीना भी नहीं आया था,की जिन्हें जीना भी नहीं आया था,उन्हें मरना सीखा गए!!!
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