Paris attacks: sadness, shame and sorrow

I’ve only now had the chance to catch up with world events, and specifically the terrible attacks in France, and once again I feel the overwhelming burden of disgust, despair and depression – sadness for the dead, injured and their loved ones; horror that it was once again ‘us Muslims’ that carried out such heinous and cowardly acts; and sheer dread of the potential retribution against the ordinary followers of my faith, who are always left afraid and ashamed to even utter – ‘but it wasn’t us’.

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