Don’t flinch.
Stare at three year old Aylan.
Stare at him lying on a beach, his face half buried in the wet sand.
Stare at his bright clothes.
Stare at his tiny hands, his shoes.
Stare at his future that drowned with him.
Stare at the million ways he could have been saved.

Don’t look away.
Feel numb. Feel hollow. Feel anything.
But don’t look away.
Don’t close the window hastily because you can’t see such pictures.
Don’t look away because you won’t be able to sleep.
Don’t thank god that this wasn’t your child.

Imagine this was your child.
Imagine that was your country you were running away from.
Imagine you holding your family, praying for a better future.
Imagine you holding their dead bodies, staring at the ocean.
Imagine you wishing the earth to break in million tiny pieces.

Imagine you are the police officer who picked him up.
Imagine you looking at the boy when you turned him to pick him up.
Imagine the lightness of Aylan’s tiny body in your hands.
Imagine the heaviness of your heart.
Imagine you going to your home that night and stare at the mirror and wonder if God exists.

Don’t flinch.
Don’t flinch when you see a vulture waiting for an African boy to die.
Don’t flinch when you see a naked, terrified Vietnamese girl running on a street during a war.
Don’t flinch when you see the body of a dead, three year old on a beach.
This is our legacy. This is what we are leaving for our children.
These pictures.
The pictures that our children will judge us by.
If they live.

Hope.
Hope that our children grow up.
Hope that one day they will see these pictures.
Hope that that day, they will come home and look straight at us. Through us.
And flinch.
Hope, because that would mean the world will be a better place one day.
Hope, because that would mean our children won’t repeat our mistakes.

So, don’t flinch.
Stare at three year old Aylan.
Stare at him lying on a beach, his face half buried in the wet sand.

2015-09-04T07:18:44+00:00 Tags: , , , , , |

About the Author:

Amit Sharma is the Author of fiction novel False Ceilings published by Lifi Publications in January 2016.
Amit always keeps a book and a portable reading light in his bag (much to the amusement of his fellow travellers). His other hobbies include watching world cinema, travelling, staring at hills, digging into various cuisines, cooking, listening to music, painting, blogging, making his daughter laugh and helping his wife with her unnecessary and prolonged shopping.
He is currently working on his Second novel which is a thriller.

15 Comments

  1. perspectivesandprejudices September 4, 2015 at 7:26 am - Reply

    Heartbreaking

    • Amit September 5, 2015 at 6:01 pm - Reply

      Yes, this is not the world our children deserve.

  2. ali September 4, 2015 at 7:53 pm - Reply

    Excellent tribute

  3. Wanderer September 5, 2015 at 3:27 am - Reply

    Having a child of my own makes it all the more worse and scary. I always think what kind of a world are we leaving behind for them.

    • Amit September 5, 2015 at 6:02 pm - Reply

      Yes, it is scary to think that we live in a world that is not kind, even to children.

  4. anna's mom September 9, 2015 at 2:38 pm - Reply

    Goosebumps and tears. That is all I have to offer.

    • Amit September 22, 2015 at 5:59 am - Reply

      Thank you for reading.

  5. Roshni September 10, 2015 at 12:00 am - Reply

    I don’t have any words, but thank you for writing this.

    • Amit September 22, 2015 at 5:58 am - Reply

      Thank you for reading.

  6. crazyambivert September 11, 2015 at 1:25 pm - Reply

    Well written, but heart wrenching tribute ! :(… Sharing this, if you dont mind?

    • Amit September 22, 2015 at 5:58 am - Reply

      Thanks Crazyambivert for sharing.

  7. crazyambivert September 11, 2015 at 1:26 pm - Reply

    Reblogged this on crazyambivert.

  8. themoonstone September 19, 2015 at 4:18 pm - Reply

    Beautifully written. Tragic times indeed when pictures reveal the grim world we live in. Humanity almost seem as dead as the little boy who lay there lifeless on the beach.

    • Amit September 22, 2015 at 5:57 am - Reply

      Thank you.
      And the tragedy is that he is one of millions of children who suffer by our hands.

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