When i was in 3rd grad, I used to be the travel guide of the foreigners coming IN to pesh, mostly Americans and Europeans. We used to visit Qissa khwaani bazzar, Masjid Mahabat khan, Chowk Yadgaar and all famous and historic places of Peshawar. Why so???? b/c Peshawar was known as the `City of Flowers` in the whole wide world. Peace was the one whole and sole attribute and an integral part of the city. Time forward, Looking at the circumstances and events occurring today and for the last course, my heart cries b/c I belong to this city and this city belongs to me. *Sigh* I wish I could show you people and could give you some eyes in here that how beautiful and peaceful and joyful and what not this city was. I cry b/c I have seen its glory; for some it might be an unsung one, but for me, its the REALITY. Sometimes, I create a paradox into me. Was that the reality? Or this one? Is this is the nightmare? Or was that the long-held dream? I hope so NOT! My heart cries! It has to. Is there no stoppage on this plague???? My brothers die. My sisters get widowed. My sons are orphans. MY CITY IS UNKNOWN & LOST. God please help us! please help us. PLEASE HELP US ALLAH TAALA.. •° Çнσ¢ℓαтý •°
Posted on: Sun, 29 Sep 2013 08:37:18 +0000