They only can shoot a body but they cannot shoot my dreams.
Let us pick up our books and our pens, they are the most powerful weapons.
If people were silent, nothing would change.
We realize the importance of light when we see darkness. We realize the importance of our voice when we are silenced. In the same way when we were in Swat, we realized the importance of pens and books when we saw the guns.
They thought that the bullets would silence us, but they failed.
I raise up my voice-not so I can shout but so that those without a voice can be heard...we cannot succeed when half of us are held back.