After a day-long walking on foot, all the people in the household were dead tired and thus went to sleep rather quickly. They had had some crumbs of bread for dinner. Whilst they were asleep, several masked gunmen approached the place. They shouted, "wake up people". Salam Din woke up instantly followed by the other people. The men, all heavily armed, searched Salam Din's body. They found on him nothing but a few hundred rupees and two ID cards. One of the ID cards was to become the reason of his cruel death.
"So you work for the government, haan?"
"Yes, I am a clerk. I earn halal living for my family."
"Oh you munafiq, you earn halal from a haram government. Soon we will take you to your fate."
The women started crying loudly. One man pointed the gun at them and warned them he would silence their voices with his gun if they kept shouting. Then one of the men, a burly man with a large head and short stature, got close to Salam Din, and by stretching one of his legs behind him, he instantly pushed him down, knocking him on the ground. The family looked on. Another burly man, with a sharp butcher knife came forward. The first man sat on Salam Din's chest, beckoning to the second one to run his knife along his neck. Salam Din, even though his mouth was dry, cried, "Oh, God where, where, where are YOU?" At that precise moment, the ground jolted. The quake was small, yet big enough to let the two men get bewildered, stand up and get scared. Soon again, the man tried to knock Salam Din again on the ground, this time, he just stumbled without falling flat. He felt so helpless. He thought at least he could fight for his life if his wife and daughters were not with him. He felt so helpless because he could not even talk to his family for one last time.
When there is no escape,
Bare hands grip the sharp blade of a sword.
Salam Din picked up a stone and hit one of the men in the head, making him fall to the ground. Within second, from behind, another man shot him in the head, then multiple times in the back, and then the burly man beheaded him, all this happening before the very eyes of his family. Curiously, the men did not say anything to the women and left.
What a misery of woes. All night the devastated family kept wailing without being heard by anyone. In the morning, a Rickshaw (small vehicle with three tires) appeared and in it there were about four people. When they saw what had happened, they stopped by. The two women in the Rickshaw cried along with the bereaved family. The two men took the dead body, wrapped it in a blanket and carried it away in the Rickshaw for burial.
In the afternoon, when the two men came they came in a small pick-up.
Salam Din's family was also loaded onto the pickup along with the two other women and they came to a town where, for the time being, it was safe. They stayed in a small school building where scores of other internally displaced people were already being housed. Salam Din's wife and daughters kept crying. Some other women tried to console them by telling them how they had just recently lost their lives and how it was a test from God.
After a day-long walking on foot, all the people in the household were dead tired and thus went to sleep rather quickly. They had had some crumbs of bread for dinner. Whilst they were asleep, several masked gunmen approached the place. They shouted, "wake up people". Salam Din woke up instantly followed by the other people. The men, all heavily armed, searched Salam Din's body. They found on him nothing but a few hundred rupees and two ID cards. One of the ID cards was to become the reason of his cruel death.
"So you work for the government, haan?"
"Yes, I am a clerk. I earn halal living for my family."
"Oh you munafiq, you earn halal from a haram government. Soon we will take you to your fate."
The women started crying loudly. One man pointed the gun at them and warned them he would silence their voices with his gun if they kept shouting. Then one of the men, a burly man with a large head and short stature, got close to Salam Din, and by stretching one of his legs behind him, he instantly pushed him down, knocking him on the ground. The family looked on. Another burly man, with a sharp butcher knife came forward. The first man sat on Salam Din's chest, beckoning to the second one to run his knife along his neck. Salam Din, even though his mouth was dry, cried, "Oh, God where, where, where are YOU?" At that precise moment, the ground jolted. The quake was small, yet big enough to let the two men get bewildered, stand up and get scared. Soon again, the man tried to knock Salam Din again on the ground, this time, he just stumbled without falling flat. He felt so helpless. He thought at least he could fight for his life if his wife and daughters were not with him. He felt so helpless because he could not even talk to his family for one last time.
When there is no escape,
Bare hands grip the sharp blade of a sword.
Salam Din picked up a stone and hit one of the men in the head, making him fall to the ground. Within second, from behind, another man shot him in the head, then multiple times in the back, and then the burly man beheaded him, all this happening before the very eyes of his family. Curiously, the men did not say anything to the women and left.
What a misery of woes. All night the devastated family kept wailing without being heard by anyone. In the morning, a Rickshaw (small vehicle with three tires) appeared and in it there were about four people. When they saw what had happened, they stopped by. The two women in the Rickshaw cried along with the bereaved family. The two men took the dead body, wrapped it in a blanket and carried it away in the Rickshaw for burial.
In the afternoon, when the two men came they came in a small pick-up.
Salam Din's family was also loaded onto the pickup along with the two other women and they came to a town where, for the time being, it was safe. They stayed in a small school building where scores of other internally displaced people were already being housed. Salam Din's wife and daughters kept crying. Some other women tried to console them by telling them how they had just recently lost their lives and how it was a test from God.