By Wajid Shamsul Hasan, London
The writer can be reached at: w.hasan@virgin.net
London: My mind, heart and soul refuse to accept that she is no more with us. Every day that I have passed ever since she was cold-bloodedly assassinated on December 27 last year by the cruellest scum on earth it has been an unending painful agony from a wound deep down that refuses to heal. Despite application of strongest will to control–whenever I have to speak and write about her -though my eyes by now should have got dried of tears-a cascade overflows involuntarily.