We are in pain again. The light and life of a little girl, Asifa Bano has been snuffed out, just as the light and life of a million other girls like her, and the light and life of India has gone.
The defenders of the crime are in denial. They are not able to accept that these demons are from within. They are not able to face the truth, and prefer the darkness to the light, the lie is better than the heinous truth, that these demons have come from among them, and still lurk within them.
The terror she felt, and the pain and anguish are reverberating, with a loud clanging that won't stop.
Are these not the ways of terrorists, are these schemes any different from those of ISIS? They use terror as a means to achieve their agendas. Such people have no creed, no faith, no country, no gods. They look like humans, but they have no humanity. They work in gangs, and gangs have no conscience, just agendas that drive them.
They have harmed us all, and no longer is this land a place where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high.
But there are still a few good people, and I do not give up hope.
The demons must be vanquished and we must all do our bit and fight the battle, every day, wherever we are, in whatever way we can. But for that, we must look within, and shine the light on them. Don't let these demons win. Remember, silence is complicity.
"We live in a time when it is hard to see clearly. We are surrounded by more fiction than at any other time in history or prehistory. (Although paradoxically we are watched continually; it is said that on a normal outing when I travel from my home to central London I will be filmed at least 300 times on CCTV.) Any ‘fact’ can be challenged, any anecdote can have claim on our attention as ‘truth’. One fiction in particular surrounds us continually. The one that seeks to divide us. From the truth. And from one another. That we are separate. People from people. Women from men. Human beings from nature." Simon McBurney,
The defenders of the crime are in denial. They are not able to accept that these demons are from within. They are not able to face the truth, and prefer the darkness to the light, the lie is better than the heinous truth, that these demons have come from among them, and still lurk within them.
The terror she felt, and the pain and anguish are reverberating, with a loud clanging that won't stop.
Are these not the ways of terrorists, are these schemes any different from those of ISIS? They use terror as a means to achieve their agendas. Such people have no creed, no faith, no country, no gods. They look like humans, but they have no humanity. They work in gangs, and gangs have no conscience, just agendas that drive them.
They have harmed us all, and no longer is this land a place where the mind is without fear, and the head is held high.
But there are still a few good people, and I do not give up hope.
The demons must be vanquished and we must all do our bit and fight the battle, every day, wherever we are, in whatever way we can. But for that, we must look within, and shine the light on them. Don't let these demons win. Remember, silence is complicity.
"We live in a time when it is hard to see clearly. We are surrounded by more fiction than at any other time in history or prehistory. (Although paradoxically we are watched continually; it is said that on a normal outing when I travel from my home to central London I will be filmed at least 300 times on CCTV.) Any ‘fact’ can be challenged, any anecdote can have claim on our attention as ‘truth’. One fiction in particular surrounds us continually. The one that seeks to divide us. From the truth. And from one another. That we are separate. People from people. Women from men. Human beings from nature." Simon McBurney,
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