The trees swayed in the distant breeze, slow and harmonic and, peaceful. The word rang in my head, peaceful , mocking the fact that we were on the brink of of a possible war. I think the entirety of the Pakistani and Indian population has heard of the possible Indo-Pak war by now. I'm unsure who to blame, I mean, the string of events started when India came out and said that Pakistan sent terrorists to attack them, killing 27. Our politicians and literally everyone in Pakistan claims that it's all some sort of staged act, but I'm torn.
Next I hear is that they sent a bomb or something in the dead of night, ending the lives of many, and injuring numerous more. In response we shot down 5 of their fighter jets and some of their military posts. School was canceled the next day. And I heard the news that India planted the white flag of surrender near Kashmir. School was postponed until further notice. Classes were shifted online. Routines were established. The days seemed more normal day by day, except for the tension thick in the air.
They sent drones nex, some people say that it was to establish fear, others say that it was to get familiar with the enemy grounds, they were shot down, yet again.
I'm afraid, afraid that war will break out, afraid that it'll hurt someone I know or love. All the adults say that everything will turn out fine,I doubt them. Because that’s what they always say. It's the line that a character says to another I as they lay on Death's door. It's supposed to make one feel calm, but when I hear it, I fear the worst. In this case, that means war.
A soft breeze touched my face, bringing me back to the moment of peace.
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