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The Letter
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For anyone not in need of soul searching or a mirror.. Here is the gist of the mother‘s letter..
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Assad..
It is tough for me to think of you as a product of a biochemical blissful event, a distinct moment in time..
Should I have sniffed the life out of you the moment I held you in my arms??
The pain, the struggle that I went through to bring you here, yes, I should have known better..
Look in the mirror and read my words aloud..
See, where one of the greatest sins, Greed, has gotten you??
My eyes are wet and I have failed as a mother, but this burqa will fool you..
For your aversive tribute to your childhood and the love we seemed to share..
A new mother will be grateful for the lessons you teach her..
.. The case study of how not to raise a son..
The only place left for you to be a hero, a man, is the bedroom..
But then, I have taken Asma’s word for it, for you are her batta..
You have now succeeded in raping every child’s view of a beautiful and peaceful world..
In the words of an unequivocal teenager, “You suck!”..
I do not wish to poison you, because I pray each day for your extreme violent death..
Remember, I am a strong mother, history will tell you I have survived the loss of a child..
And to go down in narratives as the woman behind the Syrian revolt, I will, if I have to..
My end seems to be nearer.. My neck will snap as my head hangs in shame..
Yours truly,
Ummi..
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Who is a sociopath?: The main characteristic of a sociopath is a disregard for the rights of others. Sociopaths are also unable to conform to what society defines as a normal personality. Antisocial tendencies are a big part of the sociopath’s personality. This pattern usually comes into evidence around the age of 15. If it is not treated, it can develop into adulthood.
Visible symptoms include physical aggression and the inability to hold down a steady job. The sociopath also finds it hard to sustain relationships and shows a lack of regret in his or her actions. A major personality behavior trait is the violation of the rights of others. This can appear as a disregard for the physical or sexual wellbeing of another.
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Assad says in an interview with ABC: “….No government in the world kills its people, unless it’s led by a crazy person…..”
WOW. Simply WOW.
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About The Article Author:
Hi, I’m Rachana. Its been my dream for years to do something to consciously create a better future where every one of us is excited about our own potential. My challenge to everyone is that they aspire for their personal best and leave a legacy of their work through their contributions to mankind.
One more thing. In December of 2044, I hope to win the Nobel.
Will you join me on this journey of growth and transformation?
Namasté.
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