army of the pure

Today we watched a documentary in history about the Lashka-e-Toiba terrorist attack in Mumbai.
we discussed the events shortly after.
and one girl in my class was inquiring about the shootings in the café.
‘but they only killed eleven, didn’t they?’ she clarified.
I quickly counted the amount of people in the room.
twelve.
someone could open fire and kill the same amount of people (eleven) in our classroom, and only one would be left. Wounded. Surrounded by the lifeless, innocent victims of an act of terrorism.
I yearn for a day where people don’t have to ask casually ‘but they only killed eleven?’
and I yearn for a day where people don’t control other people, and drive them to martyrdom.
the day where these martyrs don’t have to fearfully ask over the phone ‘do we keep them, or do we shoot them?’
and even more than that, I yearn for a day where those who are emotional about this confrontation (of victims of terrorist attacks), aren’t questioned as to why they are so sullen and… and so… numb about their realization.

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