Dear Isaipriya**,
The
video was a blurred one. I saw you for the first time; you looked very tired
and your body was scantily clad. There might be many reasons and justifications
for your government and army for your capture as I could gather from all over
the internet. In fact I searched more about you and your country. I understand
that the terrible environment which prompted to you to join a terrorist group
was certainly not a choice, but a necessity for your people. For fulfilling
your dreams. Dreams about a better tomorrow. Dreams about freedom. Dreams about
a world where the mind is without fear and the head is held high*.Dreams about
a world where your innocent sisters and brothers are not stripped, blindfolded
and shot at point blank range.
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I
now understand the value of freedom that prevails in the air that I breathe. I
feel relieved to see my dear and near ones being safe and secure. I happily
realize that the children of my country don’t have to learn to use the gun.
I
can't forget your melodious voice with which you sang a song which, was
said to be supporting the suicide bombers. I still can't forget the tired voice
with which you said that you were not Prabhakaran’s daughter even when no one
bothered to listen or believe. I still can’t forget your bold face and shining
eyes. I still can’t forget your partially closed eyes; which never opened later
on to see the fate of your dear ones. Atleast, you didn’t have to live to
suffer more torture than what you went through. I can’t even say RIP, for it
means to ‘Rest’ in ‘Peace’, the two words, totally unfamiliar to you. Whoever
you are, you definitely deserved a better life. And of course, a better death.
Let your dreams come true.
Let your youth have a bright future.
Let there be smiles that come from
hearts.
Let your children play with toys and
dolls.
Let your loved ones return home
safely.
Let your people grow old and die.
Into such a heaven of freedom,
Let your country awake*.
-
Regards,
Your
sister, who hails from a better land.
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