Monday, January 29, 2007

NO for indifference!! NO!!

Well, I took this photograph almost six months ago through the planes’ little window.. It was while we were taking off.. Everything was passing by so quickly.. So I paused in this petite shot; as I discovered that somewhat something ain’t right.. Something significant.. And that would be the l i f e we’re living.. The dealings we have everyday.. The priorities we consider.. What? What? What is it we want? And why ‘desire’ all the time.. ‘Enough’ is gone form our vocabulary lists.. Kefaya isn’t there anymore..
Life is what you make it.. Try fixing it all you souls out there.. Put things in place.. Don’t know if you’ve ever watched this Egyptian movie “hysteria” –I’m not encouraging that by any means, ‘cuz there are some things that you shouldn’t see (like unveiled women etc..)-.. There is this part I never forget, & that was when Ahmed Zaki found out that his bro's doing haram; so around dawn he stood next to the window & said “Dad used to sit here and say ‘Oh God cover our faults & don’t scandal us’ ” May Allah have mercy upon his soul & grant him(ahmed zaki) jannah.. Amen. And all muslims.. Amen.
Disgrace doesn’t come knocking at our doors, we invite it.. With all fancy greeting cards..
I wish money wasn’t there.. Wish everyday would bring along it’s own goodness with hard work.. Wish our fridges would be empty by the end of each day, and everyday would be a new one, with it’s new struggle.. Wish women would step back and let men be.. Wish men would stand tall and have more honor.. Wanna see more men of honor.. Where did they go?! Wish to see kids’ innocence again..
I long for hearing more genuine laughs.. Wanna feel the warmth of mothers.. I yearn for tranquility in the houses.. Wanna see more tears shed.. If you wanna cry, cry.. Cry me a river.. Don’t stand there acting as if everything is ok.. No it ain’t okay.. So move and do something..
I ONLY ASK OF GOD!
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I only ask of God
He won’t let me be indifferent to the suffering
That the very dried up death doesn’t find me
Empty and without having given my everything
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