It was around 2:30’o clock.Railway station’s crowd was least in comparison to other timings.Very few people were there in station.But still the sound of chaiwalas and pooriwalas could be heared.The announcement was being aired about arrival of some trains.Passengers were waiting for their trains, taking nap , yawning.But dogs were still active.They were roaming in all over sation without any ticket for food.So in a nut shell very dull atmosphere was there.During all this chaos only one person was looking interesting, the man on platform no.2.He was almost covered in his blanket but was not sleeping.His eyes were looking filled with grief, trauma and all those sentimental stuffs which shahrukh plays in karan johar cinema.This man was really in silent mode but his body was doing movements constantly in a very strange manner.He was like a P.C. which is stand by but still playing your favourite Rehman track.He was continuously trying to cover his whole structre with blanket by folding his legs and by compressing himself.He put his hand in his pocket and again made sure that counter is working.The sound of counter was very minor and only he was able to hear that.He whispered in himself “ Oh God  forgive me , today I am going to do sin.I know when it will take place none of the person in my surrounding will left alive.But it is their destiny.Azhar miyan was very right.Everyone who has taken birth , will have to leave this world one day and if it is happening for a good cause then he will get heaven.So I am actually approaching all these people to heaven including me.”Sucide bomber now checked his watch again.It was 2:45’o clock still 30 mins. were left.He took a pause for some moment and again went to his past memories.Today he was missing his mother badly, her affection , late night poetries which were like sleeping cushion for him in childhood ,her delicious kheer all were making a cracker type sound in himself.Now he was trying to capture every single moment of happiness of his past 16 years when he  was in childhood.He was recalling his first class bunk , his cricket love and his passtime with younger brother Farhan.Aslam , the bomber left his home at early age of 14 when he killed his father.His father was a heavy drinker. He used to come home at midnight and then beat his mother.Little aslam was helpless at that time, all he could do to wipe the tears of his mother.But one day the dam of his anger got broken and he killed his own father by stumps.He beat him until his father took his last breath.He then went in shelter of azhar masood,who was a commander of a terrorist group.In first 4 months he was in doda for physical training and then sent to various parts of Kashmir.There he found a lot of young boys like his background.Some were even younger then him.Aslam’s face was very innocent and he was very intelligent also that’s why he was favourite of azhar masood.In return Azhar was helping his mother and younger brother farhan.They were giving educaton to farhan ,sending money to his mother.Aslam was happy for his family.His own interests and happiness were of no meaning in front of his family.He console himself that at least he is dong something for kashmir.His dream was to see farhan in doctor’s coat,and it was the only possible way to do that.When he was being sent for this job azhar kissed his forehead and said “My son,meet you in heaven.Insha allah I also will be there soon.Don’t worry about your family,I will take care of them”.Aslam was in his past memories when silence was broken by the arrival of a express.It was a special train called “Bharat yatra”.The train stopped at platform and young kids came out of it in laughter.Some other passengers were also there.Shrinagar was in list of stoppages of this special train.By watching all this aslam got shocked.He was being told by azhar masood that very few people will be there at the time of blast.”What is this! did he cheat me?”he murmered in anger. “Now only 4 mins. are left,what should I do now ?I should leave now”he was thinking in himself when he saw two men of azhar at some distance from him.They were indicating him by  symbols that he can’t leave all this.Suddenly his mobile started ringing.He was in a very strange condition and was not able to take any decision.But finally he picked it up , it was azhar.” My son , how are you I know what you are thinking but don’t do anything special.”azhar told from that side.”But azhar miyan how can I ?,you once told me that children are the symbols of god on earth.Do you want me to kill these angels.Do you really?How can you do that to these kids who are not even 10  years of age.”Aslam fired questios after questions on azhar. “Look my son ,this world is materalistic and I think these young angels should also go to heaven.That is the right place for them.Just look at them, do you think they should face this cruel world, this country is not suitable for them.they will take birth in our new independent Kashmir.”azhar was trying his best to make aslam engage and  to pass more and more time.Now aslam thought about all this and he became totally numb.He was feeling that something very unjustice is being happen here with all kids.Who is he to take life of all these young children .Now sound of his inner soul was irresistible for him.All voices in himself was insisting him to run just run away from there .He was not feeling it right to make a blast here.Masood thought that boy ‘s mind has been changed .He was repeatedly crying out from phone”pick up the fone ……..pick up the fone…  if u r listening me then I am again warning you don’t do anything wrong otherwise I will kill your mother and  farhan…….understand you bastard…so just do according to the plan”.Aslam picked it up last time and said “These innocent kids are meant to live on this beautiful earth masood, not in heaven.Heaven is made for me only……I may not be a true revolutionary of independent Kashmir but I can’t really kill these young kids.I am sorry for that”.By telling this aslam stood up,threw cellphone in air and shouted “Run…. run away.Make distance from me , I am a sucide bomber……..give me the free path”By hearing this all people started rushing from aslam.Kids were being taken by there teachers in waiting rooms because they were  unable to run so fast.Shopkeepers, book venders left their shops open.Everyone was running so fast , if that speed had measured then even Jason bolt also would have been ashamed.Aslam was just running and running.tears were in his eyes.Offcourse ,because he was blaming himself for his family’s future , blaming himself for not fulfilling his duties for kashmir.He was knowing that now masood will not left them.All that he did for only kids.Meanwhile masood’s men were trying to shoot aslam but it was not easy for them in mob.Now aslam was near the end of station .And after that a large open field was there.5 seconds were left now,he closed his eyes and bend on his knees and thought of his beloved mother and Farhan.He smiled for one of his past moment with farhan.And then it was all over for him.The smoke of explosion was so dense that it took around 20 mins. to make the picture clear.People gathered there.They were talking with each other about the guy.Someone was telling that it was a pre planned terrorist attack.One politician from a hindu party said to his party members “He should be a  muslim, might be any Al Qada terrorist.When these jihadis will end this war?.He might be actually trying to terrify all people and he became successful in that”Suddenly any maulvi shared his views with his students “He is surely a hindu terrorist…..Do’nt you know that sadhvi pragya incident.I am telling you it is going to be  stronger in upcoming time.They always focus muslim majority areas”.Different people with different views.Some of them appreciate also the aslam’s move by saying that he could have produce more damage by explosing himself in platform.Masood is still alive and his operations are still being operated by many more aslams.But masood did not harm the family of aslam.May be that was not very important task for him amidst of all his plans and may be it was Allah’s compensation to aslam.I don’t know the meaning of aslam but my inner knowledge says that the one who is asal(pure) insan  that is aslam.And that is why , he is in heaven in the lap of god.