Brother from another Mother...

Dear Brother,

                   How are you? I hope you're having fun. Well, why wouldn't you, you're in a place where people dream about going after death. Heaven. We didn't talk much. I messaged you sister, I told her about how I can't believe all this happened. I still can't believe it. I told her how your soul will rest in peace. I wish you do and please don't worry too much about your weeping Mother; she just can't help it, can she? We all can't! We can't even stop thinking about you and all the other who has lost their lives. I just wish that you're smiling down at us from Paradise. I just hope you don't get unhappy because of the weeping of your loved ones for you.

Things aren't going great my brother. After you left us, things got worse. There was another two target killing. About 6 died. They were coming home from their work and some "unknown" people fired rains of bullets on them. They couldn't even make it to hospital... Though there is good news. A suicide bomber got killed! I think we're happy, not because someone killed a Taliban but because we were saved from another crises! 

The Taliban, there were two of them Brother. They were again going to blow themselves up on the same spot where they murdered you and many more! Don't they have heart? Well, I don't think so because they are all just brainwashed and they don't care about others. Both of those Taliban were near a shop, grocery shop. An old man, probably in his 50s saw them. At first, the man wasn't quite sure why two young men were about 16-18 years old were acting a bit odd. Those men were walking as if they were drunk. The poor old lad, he knew then that they are yet another bomber! 
Brother, you were also 16 years old. Seems like time has stopped now.

Fruit Sellers use this type of wheeled thing to sell their fruits/vegetables

The old man was a fruit seller himself. He used one of his weight stones that he uses to weigh fruits. The stone was 5kg. The old man threw it; his target was the bomber's head. The old man did knock out one of the bomber, though the other one flew the place very quickly! The people around the old fruit seller saw this. They then used gun to shoot the bomber's head yet again, they wanted to make sure he was dead. Alas! When those people pulled the bomber's clothes up, they saw the suicide jacket! On the other hand, the bomber also had a grenade. I don't know much about bombs or their types, all I know that we were their target again and we were saved! 

I don't know how many times we will be saved. I don't know whether we will make it up to Eid which is about 10-11 days from now. I don't know whether another place will be bombed. I don't know. All I know is that we are not save here in Quetta any more. I wish you were still being living happily with your family. I know I call you Brother; you're my brother from another mother. 

The day I found out about you, about how you were one of the martyrs from the suicide bomb, I couldn't believe it. I cried. I was in disbelieved, I went to Facebook, I looked at your profile. I saw you shared a link just about 30 minutes before the attack. I didn't want to accept it. I hope you're in a happy place now. You’re with angles, with your best friend who also died in that blast. I hope I join you there as well. I hope happiness of your family and friends as well. 

Till next time...

Peace x