Now Tell Them He Is Back
A Jar of Jam - Now Tell Them He Is Back
T he boys in martyr family support, that is Cooperation, told me: “You are born and bred in this area. You might know this fighter. If possible, please take this support package to his family”, I accepted and went to their place. I gifted them the package after we greeted and drank tea and I wished for their son’s return. Then, I returned to the office. I just got there and at the same moment the ambulance arrived, bringing the bodies. You can definitely guess what happens next. My boss told me that only I can get the job done. “Today, I told them I wish their son gets back soon”, I said. “Now tell them he is back. And don’t forget to take the martyr’s picture from them”, he said. I had no choice, so I went back and knocked the door. When they opened the door, I was shocked. I asked them about their son. “Nothing, the latest news came from you and if God allows, he will come back soon”, they replied. “Yes, inshallah1”, I said. After a pause, I recalled why I came. “I came here to get a picture of him for his documents”, I said. I got the picture and returned. It got even tougher and now I had to find someone else to inform them about the news. The home of martyr’s uncle was near, so I went there and greeted them. “There’s something I need to tell you”, I said. His uncle looked at me with anxiety. “Your nephew got injured. I couldn’t tell his family, but he’s not well”, I said. “Don’t tell me he is martyred”, he replied. “I don’t know, maybe”, I said. He hit his head with two hands. He mourned and fainted. It was such a weird situation. I rubbed his shoulders and thought to myself these people are so sensitive. God had mercy I didn’t tell his family. When he regained his consciousness, he hit his face and shed tears. He put a sad look on me and stood up. He was stumbling while going to his sister’s house. I didn’t have time to waste. I had to leave the place .immediately
