Kabul day 6: Exploding bodies - fragments of flesh

The vision of exploding bodies has stayed with me for some days now, and the morbid affixiation on the state of mind that enables anyone to inflict so much pain on himself and others, lures in the back of my conscience. Someone in the office was less than 50metres away from the car bomb when it detonated; the blast sprayed the perimeter with blood and fragmented human body pieces. He was there with his children who all got covered in this sanguine horror. Some people around the detonation area started collecting whatever parts of bodies they were able to collect - into plastic bags and tried to bury them in the ground there. Other people reacted to this reaction - refusing to let their neighbourhood become a cemetary. He tells me prior to the attack on the Supreme Court, several warnings had been ushered from Taliban that they would revenge the death sentence of a holy warrior. Neighbouring to the court are living areas with high rise house complex' - and worried residents had asked for the local authorities to close off the road. This was rejected - and citizens were left worried, threatened and unprotected. And surely, not long after, covered in disintegrated human bodies.