A pander and a leader

Before I present my point, I want to apologize to all readers for my bad selection of words this time. Moreover, would like again to apologize for the gloomy thoughts that came to my mind and became words in my page. Overall, it is sad to find both characters exist in our world.

When I was four years old, I admired the political leaders who appeared on TV with their strong posture and wished to have the honor to meet them in person. Moreover, when I get a little bit older, I struggled with the word war, what it meant and why it existed, however no answer was there to reveal the misty vision in my mind. The only clear thing about war was that it is not fair and it is not the right thing to do.

I still remember my first war image I saw: it was the war in Somalia and it was just on TV. For the very first time, I cried very loud in front of my family who were in tears. I did not belong to that picture nor did I know anything about wars, but I saw children who had nothing even the simple and biological needs as parents. Shocking images of famine, droughts and malnourished kids with flies on their tiny bodies were war fruits.

A couple of months later, in Bosnia, tragedy was repeated and the differences were location and color of skin. However, the same weapons were used with furious monster-like attitudes towards land and people. In addition, all humans tried to look human by donations and later by calling the soldiers war criminals. The so-called war criminals are still alive in luxurious buildings in compulsory stay rules as the war crimes court. It is ironically fair trails.

During this time and always, Palestine, rocks and young men were the image which never been absent. There was always this function: rocks against war tank. This never been solved until history revealed the case after 13 years of my age and 50 years of the invasion.

Lebanon attacks, the same bloody images with unjust violations were the first to clarify what war means and what vanish, attack, enslave, spy, betray and disunity.

Then Yemen, the so-called civil war, which took the country into a new avenue, hell's avenue. Another function needed to be solved. A Yemeni killed another with no reason but a brainwash. Because the soldiers, who were under 20 years old, were told that, they will fight infidels. Yes infidels and when they were in the streets, they saw mosques and peaceful people. It was chock, to be asked to kill and you do not whom you are supposed to kill. I do not know if I was lucky to not to be in Yemen, but I was quite confused. Because my family is from the south and my other family is from the north. I left the decision open because I could not judge on my blood and still, it is so difficult to be here and not judging.

I wonder if blood becomes precious to all humans, leaders find alternatives for wars and stop working overtime as panders because human bodies that they bargain with.

Jahl not Jihad

Jahl not Jihad

Some People take Islam as a cover behind their long beards, sharp tongues and filled guns. It ironically reminds me of Cow boys movies who easily take out their pistols and shoot anyone and anything they want; yet the difference is that our cow boys are inhumane and cowards because they run away from the crime scene once they perpetrate. Moreover, they do not choose a certain blood to be wasted; it is just any blood even if it was a blood of a brother.

It is not even fair to judge on Jihad and make it a symbol of killing. We all know what this word refers to and the conditions and the degrees of it. It is not an individual choice nor is it street wars. Go deeply in Islam to understand this concept: Jihad of oneself then Jihad of the tongue and finally Jihad of the sword. Not everyone who carries a weapon against people is a Mujahed. It is Islam, people, Salam, peace. It is an example of Salahaddin ‘s battles , Omar bin AlKhattab’s wisdom , and for sure , Mohammed’s way and sunnah. Never did they ask to kill civilians, to turn daughters and sons into orphans and wives to widows. And above all of this, they all respected other religions.

A step forward was going to be taken, however two bombs and several fire shoots brought the whole country backwards. A country that fought in a tremendous, challenging power to expel the foreign colony and the internal greed of power, is today tight with Jahl(literacy). A couple of weapon holders prevent almost 24 millions from free speech, liberating choices and equal living conditions. They did attempt to block education from spreading in each avenue and passage and under each tree and mount. Furthermore, they assassinate hopes and burry life under the barbarian principals.

They repeat this sentence in the news: “no religion accepts such attempt ions “, but I say: whoever commits such crimes he believes in no GOD. Killing innocent people is FORBIDDON.IT IS UNFORGIVABLE SIN.

So please, let’s pray for the pure souls who were killed, pray to understand the meaning and value of Jihad, pray to reveal misconceptions and apply justice for all.

a question

There is always first time for everything
and it has never been the best one
imagine if it is the first time to be flirted
to be recognized
to be appreciated
with little words and so much emotions
to understand that you are cared of
and not dumped
you are the core of someone
and it is no joke
you miss someone
and you know it is getting real
it is a reality that you can love
no matter how many times before
or how many times after
feel it , it is love
to care and share
to believe in yourself and appreciate oneself
to care less about yourself
and much about Him and other things relating to Him
to feel blessed and want everyone to feel that
to see the sunset and sunrise in a different concept
to race phone calls and messages
and feel uncountable heart beats
to care not about misspelling and geeky looks
about criticism and class
about wrong selection and mismatch
does it really matter
it is the question that you start to ask
then, after you get together
does it , love , really last?

word

Many words spelled and pronounced

And many we do not mean

We just habitually say them

For we do not have others to say

For that, we might feel the word

Before it is said

Or we feel it after

We do not know if it is taken

Absorbed or understood the way we perceived

We do not know if it is said because we want to say

Or it is said because it just comes up

Or it is said because we want to hear

How many options can we narrow down with one word

A word that changes lives

A word that it is never too late to say

Or it is too late

A word that people wait for years to hear

It is never heard

Or heard and becomes too vague

Or it never has a taste

A word that is said, can never be taken back

A word that is kept, is always in safe and endangered

Ramadan and LOVE

I am sorry dear Friend to say that you look like love

You come once a year and true love comes once a life

You give, hug and forgive

So does love

You are warm enough to warm everyone

Even if it is not summer

And so does love

You come as a guest

As a Santa's gift

With little sign of light

As a tiny crescent and hard to find

And so does love

When we are not sure, you came or will come

As love does

And when you leave

Like a farewell smile

A fake one with so many tears

As love does when lovers act as if they are strong

Oh my GOD, you two are so much alike

But , You never break your promise

Yet Love , sometimes , accidentally does.

ForGiving

It is difficult to think about forgiving. Everyone has the energy the ability to forgive, but it is hard to guide it. Sometimes we forgive people who do not deserve and vise versa. We lose people and gain others because of this and eventually we learn that it is two parts: for and give.

For the person that you care about, you give love again. It is simple to say it this way, but what about if it is perceived another way: For the love I offered you, I give neither more chances nor excuses.

Both concepts are acceptable because we, as human beings, have different moods and a variety of excuses to make things look right for our own reference. Moreover, people are not the case in losing or gaining, but the experience we go through, progress and process is the trophy.

Through little words I wrote, I would like to summarize that you have the choice to forgive and not to do so whenever you want, whenever you find someone deserves or does not. It is a great gift to be able to forgive, but it is a curse to be able to forgive.