I will share a thread on Twitter about my life. What made me become Ibn Sina and my life struggle. What actually #Mothersday mean for an orphan. For an orphan mother’s day is not less than a black day.
I was a normal Kashmiri kid even I was not aware of Kashmir conflict, India and Pakistan. My father was working as a labour and mother was a school teacher. In nutshells, we were a small happy family. I started my life with Patriotic movies on Black and white colour television.
I was a school going kid & my mother always went to school with me in the morning but the summer vacation in between changed my life. Our family decided to spend some days with our relatives. Terrorists barged in the house & shot everyone. Summer vacation snatched my family from me.
Terrorists barged inside the house of my relative & showered bullets on my family & ran away. Later came with apologies that we entered in the wrong house & we killed wrong persons. I was a kid. When I reached the funeral I saw my mother lying on the bed with cotton roll in her eye.
Never thought a bullet can easily take someone’s life. Never thought I would have to live alone without my family. Never thought I would have to run a fake handle in order to speak against the killers of my family members. I’m an Agent just because I speak against the killers.
What Some people are thinking about me:- 1) I’m a Raw/IB agent or BJP/RSS agent who is getting a handsome salary for such tweets. 2) I’m being paid 200 rs for per tweet. 3) I’m enjoying benefits from the govt of India. All these things are absolutely wrong. I’m a common man like u
If you still expect that I should support the killers of my family members then it’s time to leave the planet. You guys tried to kill me many times just because I’m speaking against the killers of my family. I don’t want such a thing to happen with anyone else. No more orphans
I know through my write-ups I can’t bring them back but I know the pen is more powerful than sword or gun. You guys want peace in the presence of Violence & I want peace in the absence of violence. I don’t want to see anyone orphan, I don’t want to see anyone struggling as I do.
A person who has lost the most precious gift of God (Parents) will never rejoice on any death. I feel pain & sad over the death of any life which is most precious. Killing an unarmed person is not victory but an act of cowardice. Let’s stop this culture of death & destruction. (End)
A Twitter thread posted by a Kashmiri Indian (@ibne_sena ) whose parents were killed by terrorists in Kashmir. Edited for grammatical errors and spelling mistakes.