The Shaking Shadows
A Jam of Jar - The Shaking Shadows
I still remember 1987 when our consecutive ValFajr victories and hasty retreats of Iraqi army increased the morale of our side. Good days of the sacred defence kept coming and we were feeling that God was helping us more than ever. Those days they broke the news that Saddam’s cousin, Abdul Hamid Takriti, with the assist of western countries used chemical weapons in the Kurdish city of Halabche. The news was .heartbreaking The day Haj Naser and I plus another person entered the city, it looked like a jungle with cut off trees. Bodies piled on each other, bodies in cars and people who died while taking the car door handle. Women and children scared and leaning on the floor with fear. Scared children who passed away hugging each other. In every blink, there was a portrait of ruthlessness and unfairness which would stick to your mind for years. And there were very few people who were alive, wandering the city, but there was no soul in their look, hardly walking. They were our last memory of the Kurdish people in Halabche. The Shaking Shadows which would definitely get faded by the next morning’s sun light.
