TARGET KILLINGS, a modern euphemism
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Last published Thu, Oct 26, 2017
Targeted killing is a form of assassination based on the presumption of criminal guilt. Some analysts believe it to be a modern euphemism for the assassination (premeditated killing) of an individual by a state organization or institution outside a judicial procedure or a battlefield.
It is a story of Kashmir( a disputed regiwoon and nuclear flash point of south Asia occupied
by India) where target killing are used as a weapons of war.It is a story of pain of the victims and the Kashmiri peoples.
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It is the responsibility of humanity to reach out to the victims of war, minority and raise voices against the injustice
In 2016 Kashmiri's uprises against the occupation and brutal use of forces.
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