Pervaiz a stoory started at day ends at Blast

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Published on July 28, 2004 By tejinder sodhi In Blogging

Tejinder sodhi

Baramulla: Grenade blasts are common in Kashmir, nothing new when people die. Many a times high profile people are targeted but common kashmiri gets killed,
Sheeri, May 10: From distance Parvaiz Ahmad Rather, looked like he was resting with much comfort, spread arms, half closed eyes, unleashed hair, flattened body under red stains of blood and just a little too pale. As one came closer, one realized with the picture and footage that 37-year-old Parvaiz was laying in the middle of the Uri road where the grenade blasted that later turned in a pool of blood.
It was around 12 noon, April 8 and he was with the PDP’s rally for the “reopening of Srinagar- Muzafferabad Road”.
He accompanied the unfortunate lot that was approaching the dice in which finance minister, Muzaffer Hussain Baig, minister for tourism and urban development, Ghulam Hassan Mir were present.
Meanwhile some unidentified person hurled a grenade that caused two on spot deaths in which Parvaiz was the first casualty after shrapnel pierced his body.
Grenade blasts are neither new to a Kashmiri nor violent deaths on the streets. In fact 13 other people died with Parvaiz in the blast while around 100 were injured. But there was something matchless about the photo and footage of Parvaiz splashed by the newspapers and news channels that day and the very next day that made it difficult to dismiss him as he was among the victims on the spot.
Tugging to learn, Parvaiz was a driver by profession. He leaves behind a widow and five daughters and a little son. He was putting up in segregation from his joint family from 15 years in a rented house in Sheeri.
Parvaiz worked from the dawn to dusk hoping to change the fortunes of his family.
Earlier in the day Parvaiz told the carpenters at his home to stop the work as there were huge numbers of people waiting for the PDP rally with the buzz of the re-opening of Srinagar-Muzafferabad Road. He thought he should also participate in the rally.
"He stressed me to come along but I was not feeling well and I bade adieu to him. But I didn’t know that it would be my last bye to Parvaiz," his friend Bilal said, tears rolling down his eyes.
Parvaiz’s father, Mohammad Yousf was lighting cigarettes one after another. His eyes were dry. Relatives who had gathered to mourn his death were confused how to console his father. “He was my elder son. He saw a hard life. He didn't deserve such a death. But it was the will of God,” his father said with sighs and sobs.
In dark corner of a room, Parvaiz’s mother was crying and wailing, “Why did they kill my Parviz. He might have looked for me and called me," she said.
An eyewitness and Parvaiz’s neighbor said, “Parvaiz cried twice while he struggled for life. He was about to say something when he breathed his last in my arms.”
The family's one lasting memory of Parvaiz will always be that of the scene of his struggle for survival and his body drenched in blood with innumerable injuries, lying at Uri road.

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