My Name is Asifa and i am no more- A Letter From the Eight year Old Asifa
Shah Hussain
I was in deep slumber until someone nudged my back.
Amidst tears and cries, my eyes woke up to the beautiful yet strange world. Laughing faces, happy hearts and one emotional creature on my bed: Mother!
She was grinning like a Cheshire cat. With a twinkle in my eyes and a gentle smile on my face, I responded (wondrously) to her. In her laps did I find the solace. Dad's back was my favourite ride. I was a happy bonny child. What happened next ? A wolf haunted me in my dreams! I was traumatised, tormented, assaulted, molested ,raped and brutally killed. My dreams were shattered to pieces !Now I do not exist anymore. My name is Asifa and I am no more !
These are the throes of agony of the little girl who used to reside in the woods with her parents and flock. These ...