It was just another afternoon for the girls. Mothers had asked them to gather some firewood for the evening meal and they romped in the fields shouting and laughing for a moment to be with one another and enjoy the afternoon sunlight. As they ran through the fields one of them, or perhaps two, stepped on something lying in the grass. Most probably she thought it was a stone, it was not. A mine planted in a field which had absolutely no connection to fighting or war was triggered and soon bodies were flying through the air and body parts landing on the ground.
Ten teen age girls died yesterday for the sins of their fathers who are determined to fight and fight and fight until all their children are dead. There will be mourning, words of sorrow, but tomorrow a few more innocent girls will die because war simply will not depart from Afghanistan.