Can you hear the
screams and the wails, those helpless cries that fill the sky with the first
ray of light at dawn and echo when the dusk settles in? Can you see the now
spotless streets still bathed in the blood of the innocent when you walk on
them? Can you feel the gloom in the aura even though the trees appear to be
dancing with the wind? Of course, you don’t. Because the mother nature does its
best to mask the brutalities of mankind. The sky absorbs the grieving yells
before they could travel a distance. The earth sips in the blood so that no
trace of oppression remains. Maybe because the nature is more ashamed of a man’s
crime than a man himself is.
I was startled to
find out how easy it was for a human to numb the pain, even easier to block it
before the wound even gets the chance to settle. Shield: what a glorious invention or must I say, a discovery? Because
a physical shield might stop a physical injury, but the emotional shield
shelters you from the fatal blows to your soul. Or apparently, it’s what it
seems.
The world, my
friend, is a dark, dark place. Sometimes, the darkness consumes every bit of
the hope. There is no light. And in times like those, it’s the best to block
the thoughts because the pain would be too much to bear. Nobody likes the
feeling of helplessness and that is exactly how we feel when we look at the
world.
I thought immunity
was a gift till I discovered the cost that we had been paying to have it. We
have been trading the bits of humanity to keep the peace of our mind. So now
when the bodies fall in front of our eyes, we are too blind to see them. And
when the wails echo in the sky close enough for us to hear, we are too deaf to
listen. And when the humanity is at stake, we are too dead to care.
As Muslims, we are
supposed to be a family, a family that shares the pain of its members. Yet we
scattered and divided ourselves because apparently our differences mattered to
us more. How do we expect to unite ourselves when we part our ways when going
to bow to the same God? We are too busy judging each other for sinning
differently. Nowadays, we get to decide who is going to heaven and who is going
to hell. Wow, sit down- you self-appointed judge. It’s the matter of that
person and Allah. But you know what your matter is? That you are so negligent
of? Helping your brothers in pain.
It’s happening in
Kashmir, in Syria, Palestine, and now it’s happening in Rohingya and half the
places that we are unaware of. And what did we do? We turned a blind eye to it.
Why? Because it’s not us? But it is
us, isn’t it? It is our family. And our
family is suffering and we are doing nothing about it. Because we can’t. For
the love of Almighty, there are so many Muslims in the world. If each state
starts contributing, I don’t believe it would be that hard to free them. If Muslims
of the entire world unite, who would dare to harm them again?
We sat back and
watched the world bash us as terrorists and the world got silent when the
actual terrorists attacked Muslims. And yet we are too blinded to see the
obvious strategy lying behind. Kudos to our ability to ignore. Imagine having
to answer in the court of Allah, why did we let our family die? Imagine having
to answer at what cost did we buy our immunity? Imagine having to explain why
we thought selling our soul for some apparently peaceful moments was worth it? Just
imagine.
