سمعت و تعرفت من قبل على أناس يملكون قلوبا من حديد أو حجر وقد أكون منهم لكنني لم أسمع قط بأناس يمتلكون في صدورهم قلوبا من جليد. قلوب لا تحس و لا تقهر و لا تنهار, فكأنها تعيش في أكفان أو قبور باردة بعيدة كل البعد عن الحياة. هل هؤلاء أناس فعلا ؟ أم أنهم أصيبوا بعدوى مرض القلوب ؟
ماذا يبقى من الإنسان إذا تجمد قلبه و توقف عن الخفقان ؟
ماذا يتبقى إذا لم نرى حمرة الخجل و هي تعلو على وجنتيه إذا ما صنع قبيحا ؟
ماذا يتبقى إذا انتهكت الإنسانيةو مضى كل فرد بلا هوية ؟
ماذا يتبقى إذا دفن الحب في المقابر الباردة و غطى الشتاء مساحات الحرية و ألقى بضبابه على الكلمات ؟
ماذا يتبقى إذا تجمدت القلوب و ماتت ؟ أهناك حياة لها بعد الممات ؟
هل سيستمر الوقت بالمضي ؟
هل سيكون هناك متسع من الوقت للقاء ؟
هل سيتبقى وقت للاعتذارأو حتى الانتظار؟
ماذا لو توقف القلب عن الخفقان , ماذا لو لم تسمح لك الحياة بدقيقة أخرى ؟
ماذا لو ندمت على أنها لم تعلم , أو بخلت بأن يعلم ؟
يفرح طلاب المدارس كثيرا حينما يعلن عن يوم وطني لان ذلك يعني يوما خاليا من حمل الحقائب و ضوضاء طابور المدرسة ناهيك عن الاستيقاظ صباحا و الاستماع إلى نشرات, أقصد شرح المدرسين. و يرتاح العمال الكادحون ليل نهار لتوفير ما بقي من لقمة العيش التي تأثرت بموجات الغلاء و جرعات التجويع و التفقير و التقفيرفيقضونذلك اليومفي أركان الشوارع و الأزقة مستمعتين بأكوام القمامة الملقاة أو بالكم الهائل من الأرصفة الغير مرصوفة و هم يتبادلون أطراف الحديثو يملأ أفواههم القات و يفرغ جيوبهم و قلوبهم من الحب.ماذا عن ربات البيوت اللاتي لا يشكل ذلك اليوم فرقا شاسعا غير انه يوم لا يستيقظ فيه أفراد العائلة مبكرا.
لنسأل أنفسنا ماذا يعني ذلك اليوم المدعو باليوم الوطني ؟
انه يوم امتلأت فيه المقابر بجثث دعاة الحرية و المساواة و الأمل و الثوار ضد الجهل و الظلم و خيم الحزن فيه على كل الأصعدة فارتدت السماء ثياب الحداد واحترقت فيه الأعلام و الصور و تفرقت فيه الجموع المنددة.
انه يوم سارت فيه الدماء على الأرض و لم تسيل فغطت كل أخضر.
انه يوم ضحى فيه أناس بحياتهم لآخرين لا يستحقون
انه يوم غدا عيدا قائما على جثث و جماجم الشهداء
يوم يتذكر فيه الأجداد أمجادا غدت ذكريات تسطر كتب التاريخ
Seeing that innocent face early in the morning was pretty enough to change my whole day. Avery young child holding two bags full of fish , roaming from avenue to passage to street , shouting with the fish name with his little soft voice. Some people's doors open to buy his fish , some other bargin and other argue and close the door on his face .Suddenly , he was not the only child selling fish , they were two or actually three in the same nieghborhood scattered in the same block .
HOw many are they ? Where are their parents ? and aren't they supposed to be in school now? Many , many questions that are unanswered not because there are n't answers , but because everyone knows the answers. The answers are briefed in several faces.
It is when the male household has too many kids that he can not support. It is when he is so depressed ,and can not hold the load anymore. It is when the father can buy some cursed plants and cannot afford to buy food for his kids. Therefore, he treats his (seven years old )son as a 25 grownup man and overload the child's back by forcing him to support the family for living. As a result, we see child aged buddies with elders' accents . AND then we claim for a right that does not exist.
Another shocking face is lack of educational awareness. Many illiterate people describe school as a very huge construction site for extreme urbanization and a tool to vanish heritage.Therefore, they raise generations who have the same attitude and get trapped by the same cultural barriers. Here we are focusing on male education rather than girls education while the whole world is on ongoing capign for girls education. How retarded we are.
How many are they ? I have no clue and no estimate shows a close number . Today I saw three , yesterday I saw 2 and last week I do not remember . They work regardless to any human standards . They do work in dangerous neighborhoods , get abused and molested and their rights just sunk in a shallow unjust societies.
A voice to all agencies that claim rights: Please open up the rapped reality and see behind the scene. Children are endangered due to life expenses. What you are going to do ???
Before I present my point, I want to apologize to all readers for my badselection 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.
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.
