The world as we know it is a violent place. People don't hesitate to hurt, torment, kill another due to a slight difference in the way they look, their skin colour, the language they speak or the faith they follow. A young boy wouldn't hesitate, think twice to button on a vest with an explosive device attached to it and set it off amidst a crowd, where there are innocent and guilty alike, taking the lives of many as well as his own. When did murder suicide become the highest form of spiritual ascension. Someone could question why they are so angry..?.. is it because they are mistreated or is it because they can not express themselves. I'd say they are angry, because their gods are angry. The gods whom they have leased their existence from are angry gods. They demanded to be worshipped in their anger, their absolute power. God who we deem merciful has never once shown mercy, he, not only flung us to earth, he scattered us all over the land, so we shall never speak one language, his language, to share the knowledge stolen by a woman who was expected to be feeble yet managed to challenge the God himself.

The boy who took a weapon to his arms even before he could put a meal on the table is filled with a sense of anger, that he did not give birth to. The hatred he spread did not grow with him in his mother's womb, but was given to him at birth. In his futile attempt to be accepted by a god who has long left the arena, he fuels the hatred with more hatred....