World Through My Eyes
A reflection of myself through my writings!
Sunday, 10 May 2015
Sunday, 12 April 2015
In the Name of Allah
(Disclaimer: This poem refers to the tyrannical rule established by the Islamic State(IS) and is the perception of the writer about their imperious dominion in parts of Iraq and Syria )
In the name of Allah,
I behead a fellow Muslim.
In the name of Allah,
I torment a woman.
In the name of Allah,
I demolish ancient history.
In the name of Allah,
I abuse a fellow citizen.
In the name of Allah,
I misemploy power and authority.
In the name of Allah,
I rule land through draconian laws.
In the name of Allah,
I halt female education.
In the name of Allah,
I execute innocent souls.
In the name of Allah,
I terrorize thousands of people.
In the name of Allah,
I misinterpret my religion.
In the name of Allah,
I take justice in my hands.
In the name of Allah,
I fail to distinguish between a man
and an animal.
In the name of Allah,
I force thousands to flee
In the name of Allah,
I enslave women and children.
In the name of Allah,
I bow down before Almighty.
In the name of Allah,
I callously take power in my hands.
In the name of Allah,
I misguide thousands of His men.
In the name of Allah,
I eat and pray.
In the name of Allah,
I shall die.
In the name of Allah,
I seek His mercy……
Saturday, 21 March 2015
Pakistan: A nation of pretence
In our state
of affairs where step of an individual is judged or misjudged (being more
precise), one often has to live life in a very calculated and ‘orderly’
manner. From time to time, questions are
raised on the social norms, values and culture of our society.One such
affair which astounds me is hypocrisy.
An act of pure evil which is condemned by our religion, Islam, but us, the
faithful followers of the religion of ‘Truth’, ‘enlightenment’ and ‘modesty’ have
made hypocrisy our religion.
Here a few common
examples which reflect the intensity of our hypocritical society:
1.
It is a sin to talk to a stranger,
yet marrying one is a cultural norm.
Be it a boy or a girl, if you have been found interacting with a person from the opposite sex, you ought to be in deep trouble, even if there is nothing going on between the two. Why? Well, the answer is simple…. A girl and a boy can never be friends there has to be something more between the two.
2.
Guys smoke; so what?? But when a girl
does the same……
“Oh my Lord, how can this be??”… “Ajj kal ki larkiyan, Allah he bachiye”
(Girls these days, May God protect us from them). One often gets to witness
such exasperated episodes, but when a boy does the same. We simply shake it off!
3.
We take pride in not interacting with the ‘lower’ class yet our children our
raised by maids.
4.
We spend millions and millions on
flamboyant wedding parties yet when a politician does the same. He becomes a
traitor.
Wedding ceremonies are of utmost significance in our culture and money is
spent like continuously running water. Yet, when a politician follows the same
path, he is subjected to nation-wide criticism and is subject to media
scrutiny.
5.
Do not offer prayers, yet are the
first ones to point fault in others.
Many of us have been blessed with such gracious personalities
who, seldom during their life time have offered a prayer, yet are the first
ones to chatter about ‘Islamic dressing’, ‘blasphemy’ and ‘desired- religious
acts’.
As a nation,
we have become accustomed to the culture of hypocrisy that is now, no longer
seems an oddity. I hope that someday, we’ll truly understand the essence of the
following quote of Khalil Gibran;
Friday, 20 February 2015
I AM A SHIA, AND I PROTEST!
The Shia
community is a Muslim minority sect and is differentiated from the majority
Sunni sect on the basis of a few Islamic principles.
What started
off as homage to the martyrs of Karbala 1400 years ago has now become a ritual
for us. For years, in almost every corner of the World, we celebrate the
Islamic month of Muharram with religious fervor to mourn and mark the death
anniversary of Hazrat Imam Hussein (A.S); the grandson of the Holy Prophet
(P.B.U.H) and his seventy one companions, who stood up for the true Islamic
spirit whose essence was forgotten in the tyrannical, extremist and barbaric
rule of Yazid Ibn Muawaiya. He and his followers finally laid their lives in
order to save the sanctity and purity of the religion of his grandfather: Islam.
For as back
as 720AD, amicable religious processions (jaloos) and Majlia -e- Aza (gathering
to mourn) are held in every corner of the country to pay tribute to Imam
Hussein (A.S) and his staunch companions, but, sadly since 2003 we; the Shias
in Pakistan have been a victim of ‘Sectarian violence’.
The first
major outbreak of the Shia-Sunni conflict (as it is primarily termed) took
place in the hustling bustling vicinity of Laiquat Bazaar, Quetta
(Baluchistan),In an Imambargah (Shia Mosque) that killed 123 people and wounded
many others.
From then
on, such attacks on the Shia community have become a norm and this heinous
crime marked the commencement of a new chapter in the history of Pakistan: ‘Sectarianism’.
Acts of
ghastliness and nefariousness against the Shias followed the tragedy of Quetta.
In October 2003, 12 Shia cadets were shot down in Quetta purely because of
their religion.
As many as
4,000 people are estimated to have been killed in Shia-Sunni sectarian fighting
in Pakistan between 1987–2007.And since 2008 "thousands of Shia" have
been killed by Sunni extremists according to the human rights group Human
Rights Watch. Among those blamed for the sectarian violence in the country are
mainly Sunni militant groups, such as the Lashkar-e-Jhangvi, Sipah-e-Sahaba,
Tehrik-i-Taliban Pakistan (affiliates of Al-Qaeda). Lashkar-e-Jhangvi "has
claimed responsibility for most attacks" on Shia according to Human Rights
Watch.
For the last
5 years Shias in the whole country no longer feel safe. On December 28, 2009, a
bomb exploded in the Ashura procession killing 40 people and wounding dozens.
In September 2010, a bomb exploded in Lahore followed by Quetta, causing 90
casualties and wounding 160 people.
Not only
have the Shias have been slaughtered ruthlessly in bomb-blasts, they; every now
and then have been victims of ‘target killing’. In June 2010, 7 intellectuals and bystanders were shot down in Karachi
(mostly Shias). On the inauspicious morning of 18th February 2013,
unidentified gunmen shot Dr Syed Ali Haider and his 11 year old son in the posh
vicinity of Gulberg, Lahore. Dr Syed was a leading a vitreo-retinal surgeon, who also worked in collaboration
with the Shaukat Khanum Memorial Trust Hospital.
But, the
most desolate tragedy of all: The multiple bomb-blasts in Quetta on the
unpropitious day of 10 January 2013, which killed 130 people and wounded 270. Protests
in Quetta by the city's Shia community erupted the day after the bombings, with
protesters and local Shia officials refusing to bury those killed until the
Pakistani army took control of security in the city. Protests also broke out
over the weekend of 12–13 January in Karachi, Lahore, Peshawar, Islamabad and
ten other smaller cities around the country. On 13 January, Prime Minister Raja
Pervez Ashraf visited protesters in Quetta and agreed to dismiss provincial
government officials, though he refused to implement military control in the
city.
Early on 14
January, he announced that Baluchistan Chief Minister Aslam Raisani and his
cabinet had been removed from their posts, with Zulfikar Ali Magsi appointed to
lead the provincial government. In response, Quetta Shias agreed to end their
protests and begin burials later in the day. Alas, all the attempts went in
vain as the government has not been successful in bringing an end to this
extermination against the Shias.
It has been
two months since the commencement of the year 2015 and the Shias have fallen
target inhumane act of bomb-blasts. No plea was heard when dozens cried in Chittya
Hattiyan ( Rawalpindi), no politician responded when the Imam Bargah Karbala-e-
Maula was targeted in Shairkpur (Sindh); No statement was issued by law
enforcement against when worshipers were slaughtered in Peshawar and neither
was yesterday’s bombing at a Shia Mosque was condemned by the elite!
When the
Army Public School massacre took place on 16th December 2014, within
a few days a National Action Plan (NAP) was drafted, all the political
differences were forgotten and the long held ban on executions was suddenly
lifted. For the past decade, thousands of Shias have been killed but the
government has not taken any course of action to deal with the issue of
sectarianism.
Are we not
the citizens of this country? Do we not have a right to live? Do we not
contribute to the welfare of this country?
The Shia
community shall be waiting for answers.
Monday, 2 February 2015
Three reasons why I don't attend weddings.
It comes as astonishment
to my social circle when I uncloak my persona; that I loathe attending
weddings.
In our patriarchal
society, it is perceived that women/girls or the ‘weaker sex’ is more inclined
to present itself on such auspicious occasions. But, not me!
I have my
own justification for not being a part of such events and they are as follows:
1.
I find wedding functions horribly and
hopelessly boring:
Being an
adherent of a Brown family and growing up in an atmosphere where almost every
month a wedding was solemnized, functions which were long awaited for, soon
lost their essence thus, naturally I grew out of the euphoria. The rituals
observed became a hackneyed practice. Soon, there was nothing engrossing about
them, no runaway bride or no one to pronounce “I disavow” at the nikkah
ceremony!
2.
They have become a hub for gossiping.
When all
the like-minded people in the family make themselves comfortable a little tattle
is evitable.
What satisfaction
is derived from gossiping? I fail to comprehend. Whatever the reason, I strongly condemn it
because no one has the right to judge anyone and make a scandal out of it.
3.
They are a waste of time, money and
energy.
Undoubtedly,
time is an enigma but that does not justify the notion of wasting this unparalleled
blessing of God. As a nation, we possess a rigid attitude of dismissing
deadlines and arriving late in wedding functions has become a well-accepted
norm, resulting in a disruption in one’s biological timetable leaving one
tiresome and lethargic. Furthermore; I presume
that a lot of money is spent on clothes, gifts and dinners even by attendees,
which I reckon can be utilized for a more intellectually enlightening experience.
Typical conversations of a Brown family wedding |
Therefore,
if you feel that my missing a family event more precisely a wedding a lot has
been missed on life. Don’t feel so, because the very next day pictures and
videos of ‘Family –Bollywood’ dances will start popping-up on your Facebook
timeline.
Friday, 30 January 2015
Wedding: An arduous ordeal
Shocked and
amazed by the Pakistani culture, not once but very often. I am left to
contemplate and question our norms and values. Once such fancy occasion which
leaves me awe-struck is a traditional Pakistani “wedding”.
Weddings in
the Indian sub-continent have been of utmost significance. Not only as they
give a structure to the society, they open a door to an entirely new universe
in a person’s life. But, at what cost?
A wedding or
a marriage ceremony is held to solemnize a marriage contract between two
individuals, the husband and the wife respectively. In this society, two
families, two entities, clans and tribes join and are related to one another
miraculously. Therefore, how does an event which solely consists of signing a
marriage contract become such a lavish financial ordeal?
Well, the
answer is simple: culture. As a society we have grown a staunch liking for
superfluous acquisitive desires and a flamboyant wedding party is just an
example of that.
Parents
start filling up their bank accounts, purchase prize bonds and other
investments even before their child utters a word. With millions and millions
being spent like continuously flowing water on this mega event.
The
pre-wedding preparations start from the very day the couple gets engaged. From
the venue to the wedding jora (dress), your dad’s heart bleeds to death. The
red-colored wedding dress, which the bride will wear only once during her
lifetime on the ‘big day’ costs no less than a whooping Rs 100,000/- minimum.
Another Rs 50,000/- to Rs 80,000/- are spent on dresses for ‘mayo’, ‘dholki’
and mehndi. But, what for??
The men are not too far behind in the league. A sherwani or a wedding suit for
the big event costs no less.
Traditional wedding dress |
Then, finally arrives the day your whole family has been desperately waiting for: The wedding day (Barat). The ‘exclusively’ crafted dance floor, the floral decoration and elaborate stage settings all warmly welcome you. (Money talks!)
Your
relatives from all across the country pop-up like daffodils (you haven’t most
of them and you’ll never will) shower you with words of affection, which let me
assure you is mere courtesy. Many of them show up just to enjoy the culinary
delicacy.
Ahh… how can
I forget the integral part of a wedding? Food! Parents ought to spend a minimum
of Rs 1500/- per person just to serve Biryani on the poolside to the
well-wishers, who will always find something to whine about. After all, sitting
on the foamy chairs is not easy. Is it?
Instead, all
this money could be given to the newly-weds who could invest it in a profitable
venture for instance, property or even gold for that matter.During
weddings, all ‘Islamic’ aspects of the Islamic Republic of Pakistan go down the
drain, and we emerge copying ‘Bollywood’ all over. The unnecessary
expenses: the clothes, shoes, bags,
venue, car, stage decoration etc pile up to break Dad’s back. Where is the
dowry that Hazrat Fatima (A.S) received? Where is the valima that Hazrat Ali (A.S) gave? Where does the religious
obligation of giving the “Haq-Mehar” disappear?
Functions
like wedding ceremonies reflect the evolution of a society’s culture and
values. But, in our state of affairs they primarily reflect the family’s social
class and monetary eminence.
Instead of
focusing on the perfect wedding ceremony, we should focus on a perfect marriage
which produces far better individuals than we are and are those who work for a
better tomorrow.
Wednesday, 31 December 2014
The Long lost and Forgotten: Lahore
When the
honking of the horns have destroyed your ear-drums, the smoke of the vehicles
and nearby chimneys have clogged your air passage, when the dust is successful
in bringing tears in your eyes and in the midst of all the hue and cry, if through
the haze and smog, you manage to see four red-brick minarets; you have set your
feet in Lahore.
Lahore, the
cultural and educational heart of Pakistan. (As it is primarily called.) The
city cannot stop itself from flaunting about its rich culture and history. The
old, weary and rustic walls of the old (walled) city narrate their happenings
with a bleak smile stretched across their faces; silenced by the tumult of
their inhabitants and their professions in the nearby vicinity, the walls shed
tears of despondency and hopelessness.
The city has
enfolded the mighty Lahore fort and the kaleidoscopic Badshahi and Wazir Khan
Mosques within its realms, who narrate their own legacies to thirsty eyes and
craving ears.
Apart from
the awe-inspiring structures the city hosts within its realms, the city is also
home to perhaps the most horrendous aristocratic love story of all time, the
anecdote of Prince Salem and Anarkali. As legend states; their love still lives
in the hearts of the lovers who flock to Anarkali’s mausoleum on Lower Mall.
Not too far
away from this dome of love, Lahore unfolds a narrative from a different era; “The
Age of the British”.
From the
Lahore High Court to the archives of the Lahore Museum, from the Government
College to the once bustling Tollinton Market, each structure on Mall Road
introduces itself from an anomalistic retrospective, mutually sharing and
keenly holding onto their anecdotes of the British Raj.
As once,
mighty and enlightened the people of this city were. Lahore, with every passing
day is losing its literati essence.
The city
which was once famous for its gardens and was nicknamed ‘The City of Gardens’
in the Mughal era, now resembles a dumpster in the crass era of commercialism;
so lovingly given the moniker: ‘Paris of the East’.
The rain
which brought life to the flora and fauna of the city now brings death to its
inhabitants.
A city which boasted about its ‘educated’, ‘enlightened’ and ‘learned’ masses in now governed by a gang of charlatans. Educational institutions which promised a secure future have now become a base camp for student politics and a picnic spot.
A city which boasted about its ‘educated’, ‘enlightened’ and ‘learned’ masses in now governed by a gang of charlatans. Educational institutions which promised a secure future have now become a base camp for student politics and a picnic spot.
It is rather
saddening to be a witness to such a heinous crime: the death of a nation’s
culture, norms and values, all because of our ignorance.
As Imam Ali
(A.S.) said:
“Our enemies
are not the Jews or the Christians, our enemy is our own ignorance."
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