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The moon looking as huge as it could, silence all around that one can hear the voice of air kissing the ears and touching the soul, refreshing like everyone was breathing for the first time after long decades.
A man come out of a building which was surrounded by weapons leash military men's. Walking like he don't want to go anywhere but something was forcing him to keep his legs moving and follow the path which he never wanted too. His eyes were explaining things which nobody wished to see but not bothering about others he just kept his motion.
A six feet tall militant dressed with weapons same as a bride dress herself up with jewels, hiding all his happiness he looked on a journalist standing there to cover the truth which everyone was not knowing about.
He could have led the moon bleed by striking the military or blowing himself up but he didn't do that, enjoying the walk of life which was soon to be ended.
As he was about to reach the main road leaving the street behind, a girl shouted standing on the terrace of her house which broke all the silence in a moment 'He destroyed my life, kill him'.
He looked back with a smile like he was smiling for the last time and fell down on the earth, bleeding from mouth he said 'Dina'. Before he could say anything more his body was filled with two bullets from a commando who was standing on the roof of the girl's house.

Screaming and feeling the pain of those bullets I woke up with sweating body and tearful eyes.

Again the same dream? Standing with a glass of water next to the bed my daughter asked me.