Ajmal Amir Kasab will always be hated for he was the cause of death of around
166 innocent people. He deserved no mercy. He deserved to die. We are happy he
was penalized for his sins, finally.
But when I learned that in his
last words, he begged forgiveness from Allah,
it somehow invoked my sympathy. I have always heard terrorists sticking to their
cruel ways and stern, stubborn values till their last breath, believing in and
fighting for some non-understandable cause. Ajmal Kasab realized that
he did wrong.
In no time I thought, whenever “I”
stand up for a cause, even a slightest oppositional response from anyone makes
me nervous and insecure. I guess it is much difficult to leave the world, bearing so much hatred, opposition and abhorrence of
millions of people.
Kasab was a young, decent-looking
man in his early twenties. There was so much he could have given to his life
and received from the world around him (wonder why he chose to embrace
terrorism). Of course, Kasab was a mere weapon. We all somehow understand that the
players of this terror game are others, who still stood hidden, watching all
this silently from a bird’s view. People like Kasab are born and reared like
cattle, brain washed in the name of religion. Why would someone, otherwise,
want to die after killing strangers?
I am in no way
defending a terrorist like Kasab, but then, neither am I satisfied and
contented thinking that by executing him, we have done anything worth a celebration.