"A DENY"
This is a true story about a young boy of KPK.Dear readers after seeing this story I was not having much words to write.But some special words that you will come to know through those characters played in that story.This story was released by ISPR as a serial.
A true story of 14 year young boy who became a victim of terrorism.I am Rahim Gul.I belong to a small village of KPK.A village like all villages are.Where peace resist,innocent people lived happily. I was living with my mother.My father died and my uncle (mother's brother) was in Dubai who was supporting us.I was the only child to my mother.I used to go to school which was far away from my village.I loved to play cricket.I was a big fan of Shiad Afridi.My friends also called me by this name.
And it was a day when my story starts.I was going back home after playing that one man called me and asked my name.I replied with my name.He appreciated me for my game.He said you just play like that man..I said Shiad Afridi.He said O yes.But one thing made me shocked that he said cricket is a game of Non-Muslims.I replied with my innocence that game is a game, it does not belongs to anyone.He continued his arguments by saying that to play this game you have to wear their dress which is prohibited in our religion.And yes this was only their religion not ours.This was Gul BAz,whom I never knew.I moved on just thinking that how could anyone be a Non-Muslim by just playing a game.Now he started following me everyday.I was getting outside of Masjid (mosque).He stopped me and said your prayer is not accepted.I said I offered with Imam.He said you cut your beard that is why.I was blank,I could not understand what he was saying before and what now?He said there is no If and But in Islam.He was giving me a way to a new Islam,which was totally different which my mother taught me.Her Islam was having peace,harmony,easiness,softness but his Islam was rough,tough and which I never listened before.But he was having promise of Jannat (Heaven).He talked so confidently that he was seeing Jannat all time in front of him.
And I started looking Jannat on the path that he was giving me.I started thinking more and more.I left my cricket,my friends and stop cutting my beard.He spoke so well that I just wanted to listen him all the time.I was studying his books.I was totally in his mirror of thoughts.He appreciated me more for what ever he said I was excepting that.For many days he was not seen.I was getting addicted to him,his talks makes me feel relief.My heart was wondering for him.My mother was noticing this change but she was unable to understand what was going on?She made several questions to me which was unanswerable for me.I could not tell anything to her.She asked for why i left my cricket,why I was not eating well?What should I tell her that on which path now i was following.After many days Gul Baz came back.I questioned him a lot that where were he?He was noticing this addiction.He said many more are also on astray path,they needed to be corrected.He started explaining his way to his Heaven. He said it is a difficult task.You have to leave everything,your house,friends,mother everything.And I decided this.I left my house without telling anything to mother.That was the last day I saw my mother deeply and breathlessly.He took me to their training campus.
Today I am holding the grip of my life so firmly.I am trying to recollect my dreams and broken pieces of my life.We all of us who came back after touching the door of death are now highly motivated.Their is no one of us who wants to go back to that hell and no one wants to die.Everyone wishes to live a life,a better a respectable life.
He said you will get your ticket and chance to Heaven from here.And I did not knew that his heaven was worse than a hell.I started getting training there.Their religion was nothing more than smell of guns and bombs.They offered prayers,raised slogans of "ALLAH is Great".But no one knew that what their actual intentions were.I remembered a sentence of my teacher that "Conversion of social animal to human being takes centuries but conversion of human being to animal takes no seconds".At that time I was unable to get it but now I was understanding the meaning.A day came which was my day to the Heaven of Gul baz.My trainer said that Allah has raise your status so high today.But in actual I was thrown down to earth,I even do not deserve to be called as Human being.I was suppose to attack on the Masjid of DI.Khan.Maybe some humanity was remaining in me so I realized and asked that how could I attack Masjid?But according to them they were not Muslims.However I entered, I don't know why my mind stopped working?My mind and heart was memorizing all days I lived before my training and after.I was memorizing my mother's care,my friends love,my passion for my cricket and my days in the campus.My mind was not accepting to attack.All this happens in 60 seconds (1 minute).My life & death was only 60 seconds far.Literally in 60 seconds I decided not to attack and I ran hell fast out of the Masjid. Those were the most heaviest steps I ever took.I surrender in a police station.After listening my story it was hardly even impossible to believe me.I was handed-over to an investigation team.They asked so many questions which I could hardly answered. They said you were afraid of attack.Why you did not left the campus?How could a single child could leave his widow mother?I just replied that world is totally different from here.They promise you for Jannat every time.They said that a child can not gave better gift of Jannat to his parent.I was unable to differentiate what was right and what was wrong?But my mind was not accepting to attack innocent people,what was their mistake?My mother and uncle was called for an account of it.I only wish to meet my mother once.The investigator thesis was stuck on those 60 seconds.They wanted to give a chance to person of that 60 seconds.I was send to rehabilitation center where I could learn something.Me and many like me was there in center.We were one of those vulnerable people who were easy to manipulate.Anyone who reaches to us first would be able to use us.
Today I am holding the grip of my life so firmly.I am trying to recollect my dreams and broken pieces of my life.We all of us who came back after touching the door of death are now highly motivated.Their is no one of us who wants to go back to that hell and no one wants to die.Everyone wishes to live a life,a better a respectable life.
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