Saturday, April 27, 2013

Hamza Ahmed - One of us.

How can someone be so cruel and heartless? How can someone’s ego over power his consciousness of right and wrong? I never knew that mankind could ever come to a point where his rationality would go to the dogs.

How easy has it become to pick up a gun and shoot someone? This question stands for you Shoaib. How can you kill someone who is a human being like you? Someone who has a family like you? Someone who might be having hopes and aspirations like you? Someone who has yet to see so much of life just like you? Exactly, HOW?

He was someone from amongst us. He was someone's son. He was someone's brother. He was someone's friend. He was a human being. Is that how a human being is treated? He could have grown to have contributed to this world in any way possible. His existence would have meant something. Today it was him. Tomorrow it could be you, it could be me, it could be anyone.

He was someone like us. He was shot dead... shot dead at a foolish reason and I’m here cowardly sitting behind the computer screen reading status’ on Facebook about the tragic incident and doing something similar myself – writing about how I feel but not really doing anything against it. I get angry at those who speak big words while I myself sit here… just writing and doing anything. And probably if you’re reading this you’re one of those too who sit there and cry about the tragedy.   

What is the most that we do? Go across the streets with a few banners and demand for justice. Or maybe post some photos on a Facebook page in respect to the deceased. And yet, none of us see justice come to life. In cases like Shahzaib Khan, the culprits easily got away with the murder and all we did was sit hand on hand with nothing to do. In no time the matter faded away and we forgot about him. Today, we lost another Shahzaib. And the same memory pages are made and emotional status’ put up. For a month or so the news will be the headline and then we will all forget about it.

Hamza Ahmed, my heart goes out for you and your family.

What is the value of life here anymore? What is shocking is to know that the order to shoot was made by someone who was ‘educated’. Educated, was he really? Education isn’t just limited to what is learnt from the books. It’s inclusive of moral and ethical values as well. I openly question Shoaib’s family; did you teach him enough morals that could have prevented him to do what he did today? According to me it doesn’t seem so, considering he got into the squabble with Hamza because of harassing Hamza’s girlfriend and to top it, had a guard hanging around with him who acted upon his stupid decision of firing at the opponent.
 
"And whether you manifest what is in your minds (anfosi-kum, 'souls') or hide it, Allah will call you to account according to it."

Shoaib, you may be able to run away because of the corrupt system we are living in: the corrupt system that encourages cowardly acts like yours, but you will not be able to run away from Allah’s wrath. You will not.


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Have you ever wondered?

Have you ever wondered if you mean the world to someone who means the world to you? Have you ever wondered if someone loves you as much as you love them? Have you ever wondered if someone would go to any lengths for you like you have for them? Have you ever wondered if someone has cared for you as much as you have cared for them? Have you ever wondered if someone respects you like you respect them? Have you ever wondered if someone cherishes you like you cherish them? Have you ever wondered if they can see through you like you can see through them?

Has the answer ever been a... no?

Life brings us to a stage where sometimes these thoughts cross our minds. These thoughts, which leave us pondering over the most unnecessary things. Things that make us sad. Things that leave us questioning the very existence of a relationship. Would we really call these thoughts 'unnecessary'? The possibility of a 'what if' still remains and.. what if our thoughts are not wandered off on 'unnecessary things'?

What if there exists the slightest truth in what we assume?

 

Long time, no c?

Hey.
I've been writing after quiet a long time. Been busy lately. But since I have been over thinking a lot these days and no one seems to understand my feelings, I guess it's better I write them out here. Stay posted for more stuff. Oh and I will be redoing my blog. 'Pimping' it.

Ciao!