I was watching the 2.54 min video online. As I watch the mother wailing and running between her 8 year old and her 8 month old, I have a huge lump in my throat. Her husbands’ dead, her 2 other children are in surgery and she herself is badly scarred and in pain. I see the baby’s legs shake and twitch as she wails, and the nurse feeding the blood-soaked 8year old with some water. I had to close the window.
I am lucky as I have the option.
There’s an outrage in me, mixed with sadness and pity for the mother, the family.
I know what I need to do when I go home this evening. I need to hug my children and say a small prayer, not stress on the little things and thank my stars that I am with my family, healthy and happy today. Just as am sure this mother thought so too till a few days ago.
Bloody war. Bloody useless people.