Crime Stories – War

I see two entrances opposite to each other. Both have magnetic vibes. It is difficult to discern which portal leads to salvation. On the one hand, the state possesses authority by virtue of constitution. On the other hand, people have got the fundamental rights conferred upon them by virtue of the same. A tension between both has been occurred causing catastrophic events. I see men holding machine guns aiming at children and women. I see vandals on the street sharpening theirs claws for the upcoming agitation. I see no remorse on both sides. I see multiple flags raising from the ground. I see air of sedition entering every neighborhood. I see brains of state losing their wit. A leader has been born out of the current commotion. She speaks for unspoken, unheard, marginalized and trampled ones. She has been transformed into a force that cannot be easily tackled. The authority, being a parallel force, is combating this newborn force, though amateurishly. I see a battlefield with two gladiators inside it having their respective armors. As a spectator I find no support in the audience for one combatant: the one with the state machinery and advanced weapons. I see some folks encouraging the other combatant wearing masks on their faces. Something unfortunate has happened now as those tempters have thrown fiery stones on one of the combatants. The war has begun.

Written By Imran Nosherwani