Magic even sneaks inside the cauldron of Despair for Asifa Bano
Hello dear little Asifa, it is still difficult for many of us to sleep properly, to stop weeping, to learn to even try to understand how such a tiny bird could have come under the saws of thugs.
The fact that I am right now in the company of an eight year old girl, makes it totally unbearable, the shuddering reality of the heinous crime, the pitiless petrifying ordeal. And yet none of us who care, can give way to the disease of hopelessness. We need to speak up for you every single minute of every single day.
And the magic that even sneaks into this cauldron of despair is the fact that every minute another horrified heart, hurting, trembling and grieving for you speaks up…..you are thankfully out of the reach of the thugs, but your parents need the world and no one can give up or give in to fiends….till justice is served.