crops are burned ,
जानवर are slaughtered,
Bodies and broken pieces of his life strewn about.
everything that he loved taken from him.
HIS children.
one can only imagine the pit of despair,
the hours of job-like lamentations ,
the burden of existence.
He makes a promise to himself in those dark hours.
A life's work erupts from his....... knotted mind.
years go by.
HIS suffering becomes.......complicated.
one दिन he stops.
the farmer, who....... is no longer a farmer.......sees the wreckage he's left in his wake.
it is now he who burns.
it is heeee who slaughters.
and he knows, in his heart........ he must pay.
doesn't he , israr ?
she exclaimed , "No, israr, he couldn't help it."
!!! May be you're right.
May be he could change.
Maybe, he's not damaged beyond repair.
Maybe he could make amends to all those that he's hurt so terribly.
या MAY BE NOT!!!
