Experiance

The Reply

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What you do(say) “may” get done(said) to you.

In last 50 days of summer I have spent a lot of time on internet. As any person still in educational system would do in their long summer vacation. I am not new to internet, but the level of hate, intolerance, bigotry and all the other nice big words we use to define internet pigs and trolls, doings, fell short when I surveyed the comment section.  It really does not matter where you are, Facebook, YouTube, Dawn news,  MSN news, you will have the displeasure to come across over whelming number of these.

The thing is these comments are rarely challenged by anyone, why? Because good people are tolerant and nice and simply the bigger people who have self-taught themselves to ignore them and move on. they would like the video and share it. Most recent example is Theresa May speech on ISIS and Islam. I don’t know this woman and I don’t know her background but when she was reading the speech there was definite effort by her to be convincing and honest. She said that ISIS was not following Islamic teachings in any way. I think that no body has spoken that in more clear terms then her, that specific point.

Yes credibility of speech giver always should be accounted, but the content she recited was perfectly well in the context with her motive, so points for that. So many people choose that moment to spew hate because well nothing like ruining something good. It feels like it has just become a habit of so many ignorant people. They don’t know how to survive in a good environment let alone a peaceful world. Like most places in internet when some act of violence comes up and the people spewing violence relate one way or another to “Islam” even when later on it might not even my Islam related just done my some sick individual who was doing whatever he wanted.

Now most people like to believe they “understand” Islam. When they are not even Muslims or have not even been educated in Islam. Islam is not something you can google and understand or learn. You need educators to teach you Islam in its true sense and form. And most of all you need the environment in which you are ready to be tolerant and understanding. If google was an educator all schools would have been shut down by now. Google tells you stuff it does not teach you anything. Islam is a doctrine of life you need to be taught you ain’t equipped to get it just by google.

Now people say that it’s in Quran to kill non-Muslims. First of all it’s not written like, step outside and start killing people who you feel are not Muslim. This is where comes the desperate need of educators and a lot less google. Yes there are many harsh verses on warfare and (Physical)Jihad inciting killing non-Muslims. All those verses(Ayah)  have “Shaan-e-Nazool” I don’t know the English synonym of that word but it means in Urdu the events which happened which resulted in the revelation of those verses. You see, to understand the significance and the back story and events and circumstances in which that verse becomes something which needs to be enacted upon we relay on Tafsir of Quran. You might be thinking what Tafsir is, it’s usually 7 or more volumes of explanation of verses of Quran. You can think of it as Encyclopedia, which only explains Quran to all humans who obviously do not have the understanding of the exact meaning of that verse. IF you are the person who in this moment is thinking why should it be so complicated? Why do we need to make so much effort? Because dear, why do you study Shakespeare when he was just play writer and poet? Why do you write books and books on understanding philosophy when it sums up to even more nothing. Why do we tangle ourselves in webs of technology which seems unending and very expensive with each weave? If you can’t make the relation still, it’s the knowledge my friend. Knowledge comes with effort. Islam is the doctrine of life, its knowledge, for its followers. Many Muslims don’t always follow it, but many try to, it’s not easy,  its not very simple and at times it challenges you. The beauty of this knowledge is that if you follow it long enough you will start to understand the wisdom and hidden beauty in it.

Sky is blue, water is wet, ISIS is bad. Those are facts. but have you ever tried to question why ISIS happened. Just because Big Brother has you believing that it was always there and they are the reason for all that is wrong in the world. It does not necessarily mean its true. I mean lets face it world was pretty bad place before ISIS. Lets just question Big brother what was he doing for 7 years on the territory before ISIS took the very same territory. The Big Brother claimed that it had sent its troops to eliminate the threat which might affect the World. I don’t know Big Brother but it sure feels like that you meant to implant the threat in the territory which might affect the world.

However every passing day ISIS kills more people it spills blood on the ground. Covering up the land soaked with blood of 100 thousands of innocent men women children, civilization and society. I knew one Iraqi uncle, he once correct by pronunciation of Arabic alphabets. It was few months after the invasion by Big Brother. He was looking for asylum. His family wanted to move to Europe though. We don’t know if they ever made it. Never really heard from him after his return to Baghdad. 20 years of friendship which crossed borders ended  when somebody across Atlantic decided a threat needed to be eliminated, but that’s a story for another time when they are tears to spare.

Coming back to the point what west easily forgets is that how many people this ISIS has killed. And how many of them were Muslim? Overwhelming majority were Muslims. Some people who like to create divisions when they know there is already a huge tension, say that they kill only Shias, a lie. As we all don’t know, very little addressed fact, but a fact that they bombed and killed nearly 8000 Kurdis who are overwhelming of Sunni Maslik. its unfair, its unjust but it’s how popular reporting works, it’s not based upon equity it is based upon drama and what ever would churn up the most negative emotions and incite miscommunication.

You still don’t get what I am trying to tell you. Go watch Zootopia, they beautifully and creatively have broken it down in a way even kids get it now.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lets talk about our I’s and isms.

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I am so bloody angry. I feel like am I am going to suffocate under all the hate that we have for each other in this country. I don’t know where the idea of Pakistan went so damn wrong. We might as well just nuke each other off. Its not we are doing anything with our “atomic” abilities any way .

First there are our “I’s” Pathan, Pashtun ( mind the difference) Punjabi, Sindi, Balochi, once upon time there were Bengali but now they have their own country.

I have seen more tolerance in street dogs when a another wanders in their territory than I have seen in most Pakistani’s for one another. Every single one of us is convinced that they have got it right. “12 kitabain parhta hai aur Aalim ban jata hai saray paraha likha jahil”.

The division in Pakistan is far more complex than most complex chemical formula. We just don’t have a sectarian problem in this country if we only had the sectarian problem life will be half less complicated than it is at the moment. We have a theism and atheism problem. We have liberal and conservative problem. We have a problem with the rich and we have problem with poor. We have a problem with elite culture and we have problem with middle class culture. We have problem with army and there are the ones who happen to worship it. We are democracy lovers and what we love more is making it fail. We have an obsession with freedom what we can not seem to get is freedom does not mean a license to act like wayward imbeciles. Then we have a problem how people dress, women who wear burqa or do niqab are “fundos” and who wear jeans and tees are “baegairat”. The “modern educated class” call the people with beards “taliban” or “harbourers of taliban” either as joke or seriously .You freaking assholes that is insulting! You do know that your Prophet(S.A.W) had a beard? Even Hazrat Issa (A.s) or Jesus Christ had one!

The other class call them moulvis or hajjis either as joke or so seriously that they think these people might be personification of angels (that is a exaggeration but lower income class trust in people with beard is quiet misled) and leads to things which are too shameful and screwed up to even imagine.

Then comes the “-isms” bane of our lives. There is Wahhabism, Sunnism, Shi’ism’, Barelvism, Ahle-hadith, Isma’ilism, these are the ones I know. Not to mention few whose correct spellings I am unaware of or am forgetting them. Honestly there is just not enough land to give everyone their own separate state.

But then came the educated class who love to talk about things they don’t really face. Some how we love our stereotypes. Extremist exist everywhere, in every single kind of sect, ethnicity and culture or what ever separation you happen to believe in. lets not even mention the role of electronic media whose sole job is to provide the news that really does not exist or to blow things out of proportion to a scale that out smarts most of the showbiz tabloids.

In our country the new popular culture and favorite status update seems to be of bashing religious people. On other hand we have the ones who happen to think “facebook” and “twitter” are the platforms to preach religion.

Seriously people wake up thanks to you all we have “Sunni-Islam” and “Shia-Islam”.

Here is a hint for everyone whatever you say won’t change the thoughts people who are prone to think you are a infidel. “itna naaike ka bacha hota na tum saab, tu facebook pa status upload karna wala halaat nae hota”.

So in good nice words get over your self and stop wagging your tongues on each and every incident and stop giving them shape they don’t really have. “khala ka ghar tum logo ka?” Freedom of speech ki maa behan aik kar ka rakh dye hai tum logo na.

There are things you say among friends. That is voicing of unformed ideas. That is thinking brainstorming. Printing your brainstorming for the world to see is really ridiculous. And more over they come off not liberal or cool but as naïve and prejudiced. You are not young enough to come off naïve and not old enough to be forgiven for your prejudices. Imagine every writer starts publishing his or hers first idea of novel? that would suck wont it. Even if it was Tolkein or Rowling or Grisham or who ever. You are neither of those people so imagine how much you suck.

Next time you feel like bashing anyone by that I mean anyone (excluding ISIS only people who no one have enough words to describe) just think that some one is dumping a bucket full of rotten eggs on you. The smell is disgusting just like your words who hurt people who feel insulted by them when they are being blamed for things they never did and never even thought. You with your “honest saying” and “so called truth” are brewing same hate and intolerance which is done by ISIS rockets and AK47s.

This post is for all the wanna be revolutionaries and liberals and free thinkers and smart people and conservatives who think social websites are perfect place for verbal vomits. Congrats facebook and twitter activists and the flag bearers of truth you have out done yourselves once again.

84 Charing cross raod

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You know those awesome things you think only exist in fiction and those relations that are only trait of fictional people. Well they are not. A friendship across Atlantic based solely on books. For the love of words, for the love of antiquity. Its short, its funny, its a journey. a dose of nostalgia. someone else’s reality and for readers to cozy up and let the imagination roam with reins off..84 charing cross raod

Woman in metro

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She stood swaying with the momentum of the bus. Her one arm encircling the pole for support, her other holding her infant against her shoulder. She had a bag in her hand which she clutched tightly. Her face was deviod of all emotion.she did not look happy or sad, she did look poor. Her worn out shirt that allowed glimpse of her swollen stomach was proof of that. But she did not feel poor. She moved ever so slightly when new passengers got on. Always trying desperately to hold on to that pole. No one offered the sick looking woman with a infant on her shoulder a seat nor did she try to grab one when passengers got off. Probably in life of constants discomforts another 40 minutes of standing in a packed bus did not feel like much. When her infant woke up it did not cry. Just rubbed it’s face against it’s bearer’s shoulder. She smiled at her infant. You know how they write in the romantic novels “her eyes lighted up when she saw him”. I saw that for the first time in my more then score of a life. I saw that woman’s eyes light up with real stars in them or it was the sun reflecting when she looked at her child. I saw her lips curve in the that smile which can light up half the town as in taylor swift ‘s song. I realized that woman was not sad or happy, or why she did not feel poor. She was alone and that child at her shoulder in a small reflexive action of opening her eyes had taken away that loneliness. She got of after that. I will always remember her for her smile.
Everything looks less bigger when you are with someone to walk over it with. Lives seems worth fighting for if you have someone to share it with.
-Zarish Fatima

New things

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I have a lot to say but not enough words to say it. There are one too many thoughts in my head milling around like specs of dust in sunlight in and out of focus. When i was a kid i used to lay down under the window  and see sun rays filtering through the glass. There were these nearly invisible hairy lines and dust particles floating in air. thinking back they feel like few moments of pure bliss, laying on the woolen mat thoughts scattered as autumn leaves, eyes fixed on illuminated particles by day star. thinking about that is like looking back into another person’s life. Seeing through someone else’s eyes. That girl was different from me happiness was not a question it was a constant state.

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That’s what growing up means. Even though parents don’t seem too tall or big. and top-shelves are not far away but everything else grows. The world expands, possibilities, doubts, conquests everything changes.

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I don’t think i can ever lay under a window and see that anymore. time has taken away these hairy nearly invisible lines of dust with childhood, innocent ignorance, my grandfather and state of bliss that used to captivate this world.

I don’t know if my kid brother looks at the sky searching for elephant shaped clouds? At the moots of dust? At the random dandelion? Feel the silence of the day? Enjoy the sounds of the day which never seem to break the silence?

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I don’t ever seem to have time for that anymore. Its not that those things are not important anymore. I just don’t carve them anymore, i want to understand the imaginative tick of the brains i want to hear thoughts. I want to get lost in the lights of the day and under the lights which keep the darkness at bay.

i think i rather have people to share moments with then dust and floating hairy lines for companions.

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