As I reached the roads I could see empty streets with broken vehicles and charred bodies of people. I started walking on the footpath with no hopes of life, but then I hadn't walked for sometime when I saw two other young boys sitting at a broken park bench crying. Since they seemed to be younger than me I asked what happened, their answers were the most shocking. Their pregnant mother was inhumanly slaughtered in front of them; and she was cut into pieces during the time of Namaz. Knowing that they were also in the same situation as mine I told them to accompany me and follow me. As we continued to walk, being totally lost and orphaned in this isolated world, an uncle saw us, approached us and took us to a nearby day care center. Then after a few days he came back to pick us up. We started growing up; under his supervision we studied and got educated. All this while he used to tell us about how his wife and kids were killed in the riots, he also reminded us about how our parents were killed. As I was growing I learned various things about the riots. I understood that these attacks were carried out with the help of a political leader and there were two groups involved in this incident. Both of these gangs had made special attacks at our community especially living in my region. I always kept on pondering that was my sister hanged and murdered or had she done suicide because of the ruthless atrocities of these inhumanly people.

As I grew up everyday I used to fight within myself trying to forgive them. But every time I thought about those loving days my mental situation trembles with the anger against them. I cannot harm the innocent people was my thought in the beginning but who cares, did they care? It is my time to show them what the actual meaning of terror is. My friends and I who have gone through the similar type of situation and we have found a special group that will help us to do what we need to do. I have always seen the country condemning terrorists and their terrorizing activities but I have never seen the country analyzing why these activities take place. Now these people should feel the heat of our anger that we have been suppressing all these years.

I have controlled my anger and have been looking for the perfect time for seeking the revenge. Now after 12 years I have learnt all the skills of bomb making and all the other techniques of armory. So here I come to strike and as I end my article I can see dozens of other friends who are standing in front of me just waiting for a bloody revenge. Stop us if you can.

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