Sunday 23 March 2014

Iam Malala

After 3 months,I completed "Iam Malala" by Christina Lamb.Its not so easy to come out of the critical trauma which Malala underwent.Iam swept off by the second half.More than 5 Major operations with cranial plastotherapy to various major operations with screws.
When one part of world speaks about women empowerment,equal rights, unbiased education other part  is living in a darker zone with "religious romanticist" Talibans.I can visualise the heights of gender discrimination from colour white to education, further penetrating into all boundaries.There are parts of world where living itself a revenge and living is no more a happy journey at Pakistan,Afghanistan and in Swat Valley.I find a pattern from my sister nation SriLanka to Afghanistan.Partition to subpartition ,micropartition ,nanopartition in the name of 100 reasons with the manure of million bloodsheds ,where nature is raped mercilessly.
"Iam Malala" speaks about a dream loving father and bravo daughter Malala ,how they blown away tough obstacles while bringing education as equal right in Swat valley .Many thought provoking lines which made me to fold the pages for later-visit.
Talibans,gunshots surpassing fireworks,lonely ladies,brutal punishments ,flood,hunger, helpless patients can be the words which can define life at Swat and history knows always heroes are made here and this time heroine.

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