Songs of Innocence...and a farewell
Watching explosions in Iran , ran the NYT caption under the photo of a guy on the rooftop of his house. And lo, my own skies posterised by blithesome fronds of palmyrahs seem to turn tumultuous with the threatening clouds of billowing smoke. I had come to the terrace hoping to glimpse the flocks of migratory birds making their way back to their summer roosts. A good percentage of them would also fly over Asia Minor, now embroiled in a madman's war. The photo was taken on 28th of February, the first day of Israel/U.S. attacks on Iran which took the country completely by surprise. On that very day, a U.S. missile hit a girls' elementary school in Minab killing 170 young students and teachers. Since then a few thousands have succumbed to the insentient insanity of this war, which was never meant to happen. An old write-up on the draft folder catches my attention. It is dated Feb 20th, 2026, exactly eight days before the global front took on an apoc...