Take a look at the mirror. Yes! We are similar, the same features, the same mold. There are some differences, but still nuances. I am Gehad, Muslim, and my mission is to reclaim and instill peace on the earth as the successor of The Almighty. Ironically, Adah is assigned to the same mission, Hari Krishna and George adopt the same principle of spreading love and peace. I am tenuous and you too. The same bullet may kill both of us, the same joke rejoices me and you. My body could succumb to a lethal disease and you as well as we have the same organs and the same immunity. We are, human beings, inextricable fabric. Your goes to unravel it, would kill me and you. I hope what is going on now is a milestone to reach the required destination where we can converge. Humanity before religiosity. May Allah accept all the martyrs in jannah, Aameen!
An amputee longing for my humanity.
This hectic life is prompting you to keep pace with it neglecting your heart and soul. You frantically go here and there to pay for your house bills oblivious of what is wearing away your soul. There is a void in everyone’s life no matter where they live, in the United States of America or the Middle East. Therefore, we resort to the internet looking for care and love. Imagine, you are rising up the totem pole, but when you get home after a long day of work looking for your soul food on the internet. I want to get a scholarship pursuing master’s degree overseas, but how lonely and distraught I am. It is the price of success and building up a glittering career. This void is noisily calling for anything to get filled. This void is a corollary to the lack of leniency, the lack of affection, and the lack of support. I myself was a victim of that void. I sought attention as a troll on the internet. Ironically, we have been increasing dramatically in number and isolation. I remember how many times I made fun of such stories. However, this experience has taught me a lot, even of things I was not aware of their existence in my life. I have decided to open up to let it go and free my soul. I do not want to accumulate such feelings resulting in scolding and envying others as I am deep down confined. I am a free spirit with flaws, some bruises, and gashes. However, those gashes are the compass to guide me. I would never budge nor shake. No one is flawless or infallible. Therefore the social calibration of morals and values are nonsense. I am not going to cater to anyone’s wishes except mine and my faith’s.
There is a chapter sounded abhorrent and endless then. However, the conclusion of this chapter is the compass to guide us in the coming ones. Without savouring, how can we distinguish and estimate the highs well?
Between I and my world, there are many shanties. Shall we pass them together until we get to the cataract?
Thanks for every figure who taught us the importance of self-aggrandizing. The importance of dwelling in our cocoons until we get acquainted our real selves. Thanks for not clipping wings, letting us wander, and thrust between your relic “yesterday” and our future. Thanks for the slaps, ridiculing our entitlement, and your timing to get things done. Without savouring these, I would never have such familiarity with my new self. Obstacles are made for those who are incapable of keeping pace with the present. I am still fetching, wandering, but deep down satisfied with what I have done and still. Allah honoured me to instill, and give a hand to those who are less privileged than me. Therefore, do not ever question my entitlement as a woman. I can be your unwavering comrade and your warmest figure according to the situation. You choose which one to be by your side. Do not believe in the surface as it is a protection against beasts.
Happy Women’s Day.
When you hear dirty story
wash your ears.
When you see ugly stuff
wash your eyes.
When you get bad thoughts
wash your mind.
Keep your feet muddy.
Yesterday I spent the whole night watching controversial subjects about religions, hijab, marriage, immigrants, harassment, bullying,etc. Ironically, I have found it is a relic more than mere teachings. In China, if you turn 27 years old without getting married, you will get stigmatized as a leftover. In Egypt, you wear nikap, hijab, bikini,etc, does not matter since you are a woman. In the villages, females genital mutilation is the safeguard against such brutality. Why is there timing? I think, according to my humble viewpoint, it exists to fully accomplish things not forcefully! A specific time to get a certificate. A specific time to get a well paid job. A specific time to get married. A specific time to buy your own car and house. One of your offsprings should be a doctor, and the other one an engineer. A horrific alarm to live up to others’ expectations not to get an outcast. Is it the fault of religion? No. It is the decrepit heirloom. Let’s have a look on the shimmering side, on the positivity as Allah honoured Adam and his offsprings. Singapore is a country where compatriots have nothing in common, neither facial features nor the same doctrine. However, they converged and were capable of being one fabric. It was because of consciousness and education. They have recently elected a Muslim, female wearing hijab, one of the minority as a president of one nation. To dissipate the fallacy of highlighting religions as inconveniences. Definitely, the obstacles dwell somewhere, but they are hallucinations and ailments surrounding you in the form of traditions, relatives, and these futile limits. In Quran, the first verse was about learning and reading to illuminate your heart and broaden your horizons. Paganism is still existing only because they are afraid to tomorrow, of not being able to keep up with others. Thus stagnation would be a face-saving deal at any expenses, but not mine.