It is Painful

I don't know how many of you are following the fate of Jill Carroll, the kidnapped freelance journalist in Iraq, who mainly worked for the Christian Science Monitor. I am personally feeling very anguished. For some reason I feel a strange connection,and I'm trying to figure out why I feel so torn. If I explore my thoughts, then I think the main reason is the fear I get when extrapolating Priya's life. I mean, as parents you try to raise your daughter with the idea that nothing is impossible for her. That whatever goal she sets her eyes on, she can achieve it. If you don't give that sense of expectation, then you may as well raise her to believe that at 17 she will be given off in marriage to raise children for the rest of her life. Not that there is anything wrong in it, but you know what I mean. So here's Jill Carroll - trying to be a world-class journalist in the middle of a conflict with no rules. A woman in a world where women are considered "properties". Doing what she wanted to - set her heart to. Surviving in a mans world. Kidnapped at gunpoint by ruthless men who shot dead her interpreter. Used as a pawn in a senseless war. That land is soaked in blood, and it's thirst is not quenched. With all my heart I hope she is able to go free with her life. This is one death I won't be able to forget too easily.