Jaʿfar al-Ṣādiq is reported to have said, “Worship is of three kinds: some people worship God out of fear, and that is the worship of slaves; other people worship God seeking reward, and that is the worship of hirelings; and some people worship God out of love, and that is the worship of those who are free, and that is the most excellent worship”
Yesterday I was reading the Qur’an and its commentary. I came across a sentence and contemplated its meaning a lot. The sentence was about the difference between human beings and other beings and the reason behind our superiority over them. We are the chosen ones because we have emotions. Yes! You read it correctly.
Emotions which enable us to comprehend actions and reactions. Emotions are a bundle of love, hatred, envy, empathy, anger, fear, serenity, etc. It is about the ability to be in your shoes. Without emotions, I would never be able to understand your angst . However, these emotions are the source of cruelties and crimes in the name of protection and love. How many times did we go astray because we misunderstood our emotions? How many times did we convey the wrong message of love to our beloved ones? How many times did we transgress in the name of sparing our own life?
Emotions what make human beings stand up for each other because we savoured life’s bitterness before. We are living in adjacent condos, without feelings, we would never overcome the walls in order to make friends, have spouses, witness our children, etc. How cruel this life would be with robots only obey commands without any feelings. Your heart is the real scale not your brain. I was mistaken when I thought the opposite many years ago.
The more space my heart gets, the more aware I become refraining from overseeing and judging others. Yes! I am higly ranked in the ecosystem because of that organ and its intelligence to differentiate. I have all the vibes, and the ability to choose what suits my ranking, and what relegates my humanity. The compass is in my hand, and I choose which direction to walk in. I am so grateful for having such journey. May Allah forgive me when I flounder but surely I will be back again.
Have a nice day and a peaceful life my friends and hola after months of not posting anything!
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.