Exposed!

Forget everything…

I have one question to ask.

Where are all those NGOs and Aasma Jahangir, the women’s rights activists now? Isn’t the abusive and tormenting treatment of Dr. Afia by the American authorities anything? Maybe that would cut off their resources that come from abroad… but I wonder what do they do with those resources. They don’t have the guts to stand for the daughter of the nation.

Even they are exposed!

Prisoner 650

The long awaited judgment was passed and the daughter of the nation was put behind bars, yet again! There’s a limit to everything and there’s a limit to Zulm as well. There’s a limit to double standards and there’s limit to torture and abuse! HUH! The New world knows no limits when it comes to abducting people, abusing them and torturing them and then blaming them for something they haven’t done and then coming up with a “fine” jury and putting them in prison for life harassing them throughout!

Dr. Afia Siddiqui. Nation’s daughter. Abducted with her three children! One of them returned but the other two… there’s no sign of them. The Americans fail to provide justice to her because it would mean that her abduction altogether was unjust! Their ego would have been terribly wounded. The system would have been called flawed of which the Americans are so proud!

The facade of their so called honest and just judicial system has just been shattered to pieces. Dr. Afia was physically, mentally and sexually abused inside the American prison, Bagram in Afghanistan and then later was taken to America when much hue and cry was created about her whereabouts and her screams that were heard during her stay there. Prisoners used to say that even after when they were released her screams used to disturb them at night. The torture by American or Ishould say the coalition forces has been out there when the whole Abu Ghraib prison situation came out. The treatment with men was soo shameful, I wonder how these so called human right activists and these so called humane American policies would have worked their hands over when their animal instincts were unleashed on a frail women leaving her almost unrecognizable!

The question still remains… she went missing in Pakistan… who took her to Bagram? And please don’t give me the answers the stupid American lawyers keep blabbing about. Forget that… the most important question… where are her children? Are they even alive? The Americans, who are so proud of their history, their just treatment with women and children, where have they put her kids? The kind of torture she was subjected to, ain’t she human? or just because she is a Muslim, she can never be subjected to respectful treatment?! I remember how Yvonne Ridley accepted Islam, because the Taliban treated her with utmost respect and the Americans, though might have come to Afghanistan to liberate it from Taliban, could never even give a woman the respect she deserves! The American Judiciary has the motto that a person is innocent until proven guilty but the double standards that are kept for us Muslims, treated Afia Siddiqui as guilty until proven innocent!

The worst part is the government didn’t give a damn what happens to the Afia Siddqui case because it has been the puppy dog of America and can’t talk to them one on one! Musharraf, the person who handed her over to the authorities. Do we forget that there’s a reward for every deed we do? Handing her over, her torture, not doing anything for her, what will we answer when we’ll stand before Allah and what if He asks us that what have you done? Reminds me of Hazrat Ibrahim A.S. when he was thrown in fire, a bird brought water in her beak to put it out. Angels or God ( I don’t remember) asked her that why is she doing it when she knows that it wont be able to put out the fire. She replied, “I’m doing whatever that I can.”

We, as Muslims, as Pakistanis, as students, teachers, writers, and in whatever field we are in, we can put in a little contribution. Even if it is just a drop of water in our beaks, just one speck. The Government, the people in power are too much worried about their own power games that they wont budge. It’s time we take initiatives of our own accord because it’s not going to come from somewhere else.

As I said in the beginning, there’s a limit to everything.But there isn’t a limit to the American torture and Jewish hatred for Muslims. The Muslims seem to have crossed their limits when it comes to dishonor and slavishness! But the situation we all are heading forward to… seems to be more going towards the end that we have always read about. There will be either fundamentalists or liberals. And the middle that we have seen for so many years is vanishing quickly. MAy Allah make us one of those who follow Haqq and are supporters of haqq . Ameen.

Final Act!

I have been experiencing the ‘reader’s block’ again, if there is such a thing. I managed to finish one book in ages. And that too with too many pauses, interruptions and all. The book was a gift from a friend and I believe the book has made clear so many connections of all the events going around that the picture that was once quite blurred, can be seen with much clarity now.

I just want to share one thing from the book. The book is called, “Dajjal: Kab? Kaise? Kahan?” It talks about the arrival of the anti Christ and how the stage has been almost set for his arrival. One of the things that Prophet used to say is that when he would come, people will not be able to recognize him  for the evil incarnate! There can be various reasons for that, and one that the author talks about is, because there would be soo much fitna (trials and afflictions) and war and death around that people would see him as the one who would save them from all such pains. Since the anti-christ would be ultimate epitome of hypocrisy, no one would see his real face. And if we see around ourselves, Afghanistan, Palestine, Iraq, Pakistan, now Yemen, innocent people are dying, their property being burnt and their source of livelihood being perished away either by bombs, or be simply burning it away! You can see how everywhere people are going through some sort of crisis. Specially ones living in these areas above mentioned, no one knows when there’d be another blast or another drone attack and everything would just disappear before their own eyes in seconds. The lives of people are not even secured in their own houses, not even in the houses of Allah (SWT). There’s fire and death everywhere. The final stage being prepared! The stage is set rather! It’s a matter of time that the curtains would drop and what was promised would come forth! It’s high time we should realize that it’s not war against terror that the world is fighting, it’s the war against Muslims, and Islam. The President who waged war against Afghanistan called it a “crusade” and are we actually going to believe that it wasn’t in his subconscious and it just came out of nowhere!

Are we prepared to meet the challenges the future holds for us! Stop! Think! What can be done today to make us stand our ground in the future and not waver away from our faith and Iman. It’s a hadeeth of the Prophet that one would be safe from the evils of Dajjal if they memorize the first ten ayahs of Surah Al Kahaf. Some say the last ten ayahs of the same Surah. And it was the Sunnah of the Prophet to read the Surah every Friday!

There’s always hope even in the caves of darkness. Though the times ahead are evil but Allah and his Prophet has given us something which can save us from the severest of conditions. It’s just that we have to keep feeling for our brothers, keep helping them, keep ourselves in the company of pious people and keep ourselves as away from sins as we can. It’s high time we keep ourselves as close to the Book as we can, as close to the sunnahs of Prophet as we can, because there’s no other way which will give us the ticket to please our Lord and be rewarded by Him!

And always pray that, ” Oh Lord! show us things as they are in themselves! and Keep us on the Right Path and make us the supporters of haqq!” Ameen.

Hafta-e-Ajrak?!

http://jasarat.com/unicode/detail.php?category=8&coluid=2046

Something to ponder upon… Will we ever come out of this amid the situation in Pakistan where we need to unite, we just devise new ways to divide ourselves!

Can You Guess The Name?

A certain hospital in Karachi comes under the City District Government Authority. The Hospital had been having some problems since the current political party got hold of it several years ago.

Recently, there have been major incidents in the hospital which have not been reported on any television, as that would mean a bad name to the mayor and his political party. One of the incidents that I would like to mention here happened pretty recently.

There had been an accident. The person injured when brought to the hospital was in a very critical condition. The doctors in the trauma ward attended to him, tried their best but were not able to save him. The person was a political activist. As he had died while doctors were working on him, they came under fire. The moment the person was announced dead, the political activists, who had brought him to the hospital, called their fellow workers, and all of them attacked the doctors there claiming that they didn’t do their best. They asked about the head of the trauma center or the person incharge then. They brought down the door of his office, broke everything there. The Unit office was called and the hospital asked them to please control the situation. The Unit office sent two policemen against 60 anarchists! Of course they never came out of the car to meet the mob head on.

Anyway, this is not the only incident that has happened there. There have been alot of incidents of the same sort happening in that hospital. In Karachi you know who those politically active activists are who are always there to create havoc, chaos and distruction around the city.

Can you guess the name?

The News

So you switch on the television and you stare at the screen, you frown and you listen to the same people everyday, telling you the same thing every day on every channel. Everyday. The same talkshows, talking about the same NRO, Kerry Lugar Bill and the same debate whether BlackWater is in Pakistan or not. The same story over and over again. The same leaders denying everything, the same party people saying that we are not involved in corruption and the same anchorpersons asking the same question. It’s like a de ja vu. The debates start, the commercials interrupt and finally it’s time to say good-bye without any result or any solid answer. The general public is frustrated, tired and disheartened. These people have driven us to our limits!

At times I wonder if media is actually spreading awareness or is it making people insensitive to all these issues.  Because to be very honest, no matter how pressing these matters are, and I know how sensitive these issues are, and I know the future of Pakistan depend upon them, I don’t want to listen to all these people talking about it.  Do you?

 

The Fort

I have been busy with other things lately and didn’t get a chance to either dwell into the politics of Pakistan for some time. But something happened last night which has forced me to write something down here. And the very image burns in my mind and has an unsettling effect on me. The future seems… BLEAK!

A lot has been written about it I am sure but surely I would want to add my contribution to it or rather have a catharsis over it here and now. Last night, we planned to go for a drive. So, landing on the other side of the Lyari Expressway, then towards Boat Basin, we came across The Fort. Well lit area, well built fort, luxury apartments, high walls… you know what I’m talking about… The New US Embassy in Karachi! There’s something really disturbing about it the very presence of this city within a city. It is not just a land grabbed by the US, it’s more than that. The high walls, the fort, the security measures, everything about it is a question that the government fails to answer. The ordinary people, do they even know what is going to happen when they actually start operating on a full scale?! Why is there a need to build a fort when they have an embassy in Islamabad and in Karachi too (near Frere Hall). Maybe the bombing near it was a sham so that they can get a better, much bigger place. Are they planning something on a bigger scale, I mean blackwater’s head office in Peshawar, right? Then an embassy in Islamabad (I’m sure they have a network of balckwater there too.) Then MQM’s own police in Karachi working with the blackwater network in Karachi. The target killings of Professors in Baluchistan. Universities being closed down. School children having ID cards which are to be checked at entrance. Suicide bombings one after another killing hundreds of people. Media and the Government has put on a perfect show of embedding in the minds of people that Taliban are terrorists. And a more perfect job at disillusioning the whole idea of Jihad. People have doubts about it now. Astaghfirullah!

Though my reading is very limited and my understanding way too limited… but everything that is happening around, nothing seems to be going in the right direction. Last Sunday or a Sunday before that, a person wrote in favour of Kerry Lugar Bill. And the points that he raised were soo childish, I doubted his mental condition. Here is the link to that letter to the editor. The person is a former Ambassador. I doubt his critical thinking ability. I even doubt his qualifications. I mean how can you even think these to be solid pointers to actually endorse it! OH! GOD! This country is in the hands of people who have such slavish mentality and thinking that they cannot even think for themselves, they not only use the language of the “colonials”, they even say what they feed to them. Are we back to the times when subcontinent was being colonized by the English?

How can one be so blind to all this. Or maybe the general public is soo engrossed in the day to day earning of bread and butter, but the representatives of these people seem to be so slavish that they fail to realise their responsibilities towards their nation, their people, to their own very soul. Those high officials themselves have sold themselves to the benefits of the West that they turn a blind eye to their own very soil and let it slowly bleed to death. It’s high time that we should wake up and not put our trust in those leaders who have not failed us just once but everytime they came to power. This is the limit. We cannot just let them drag us to hell, the limbo of being governed by the US. And I highly doubt that there’s any difference between Hitler and Obama or any other leader or a person who supports US policies.

 

“Kher Ho Apki”

I rang the bell and the voice that came from the inside of the house was, “Kher ho apki.” That was what my taya used to say all the time. His grandson, a three year old opened the door and I went in. He was crossing the Veranda to meet us. He came forward and I all smiles greeted him with Salam. I moved inside the house while he went towards the door to invite my hubby in. The next thing I heard was a shot fired and a scream. I still don’t know which came first. The first thing that came to my mind was someone had thrown a firecracker inside the house and my taya must have been scolding him. Next thing I remember my cousin running upto me and saying that my husband has been shot. I ran out and saw him bleeding and sitting holding his hand insturcting me to call 119. I came in and me and my cousin ran back as her son was still at the door. I then saw that my taya was in the taxi and seemed unconscious and my hubby instructed me to call 119 again and left. I closed the door and came in. There were only ladies in the house now, my tayi, my cousin and me. I called home… disconnected the line on the second ring as I knew my mum, then called my brother on his cell phone. He said ask him to go to Abbasi where my mamoon is a doctor. I yelled at him because I still didn’t know what to do.  Then I thought of calling susral. But knowing my father-in-law is a heart patient I called my brother-in-law on his cell phone.

During this time the neighbours came, family of the eldest son of taya came and my cousin ran to the hospital. The police came, the neghbours stopped them from coming inside the house. Everyone tried to calm me down not to worry, nobody knew that taya abba might have also been hit except me for I saw him sitting in the taxi.

I called my brother again.

“Taya abbu ka inteqal ho gaya.”

“Aur hubby?”

“He’s fine.”

The worst part was to dessiminate that news to people inside the house, specially my tayi. It was painfully shocking for all of us. People started coming in, neighbours came and the relatives. Stopping them from crying out loud and wailing. I actually had to be rude to some of the older relatives for making noises. I didn’t want my taya abbu to suffer. Taya’s kids living abroad were called. My father and brothers were informed. After the death of my dadi, taya abba was the only family my father had. His only brother. The brother, who was also like a father to him, as my grandfather died right after the birth of my father. The void that has been created can never be filled.  Everyone tried to reach back for the burial. My father, one of my brothers and my taya’s other son were able to catch the next flight home. Alhamdolillah.

My taya abba’s death was not purposeless. My husband says, “unhon ne apnay ghar walon k liye bohot bari qurbani di hai.”

What happened after I went inside the house: After I went inside, my taya abba recieved my husband, they hugged, and took my hubby inside the house and stepped and turned back to close the gate when one of the two guys aimed at my hubby asked for money. My Taya didn’t even gave my hubby time to turn to look who’s there, he held the hand in which he was holding the weapon and he fired which hit my taya and my husband and even when he was hit he dragged him onto the street and stopped them from entering the house.  My taya bled immensely as he was hit in the chest and was holding the dacoit back even after being hit. He saved us all with his life. He would never have allowed any unknown person come in his house and do whatever they liked. He gave his life to save ours.

It is still so hard to believe that he’s gone. That he is no more with us. He was 68 and yet more brave than the boys and men of our times. It’s so hard to believe that he is no more.  One of the duas he asked his kids to do was, “Allah kisi ka muhtaj na banaye.” and SubhanALlah he was never had to go through the phase of dependency that people in the old age sometimes have to go through. And while he was in KSA during the month of Ramadan, he gained a few kilos, and then was sad that he shouldn’t have gained weight. His son said that it’s okay, you’re totally healthy. He replied that the I don’t what to be a burden on people while they’d lower me into my grave. I don’t want to make things hard for them. He never slept on a bed. He used to sleep on a charpoey. He never used the sofa’s in his house even. He used to sit on the bamboo chairs. He led a simple life always and never in his life wanted luxuries to corrupt his soul.

“Unki ghairat ko kabhi ye baat gawara na kerti k koi ghair mard unke ghar mein dandanata phire.”

I miss my Taya but I’m happy that his death was soo meaningfull and purposeful. But sometimes I just can’t believe that he is no more.

ALlah Ta’ala unki maghfirat kare aur unke darajat buland kare. Ameen.

Life…

Sometimes it’s just soo hard to accept life as it is…

Eid Mubarak To All

” So how do you feel?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean, just few days left… you feel anything?”

“Ummm.. (scratching my head) No…”

“REALLY? or are you hiding something?”

“Okay… you tell me how should I feel?”

NA, is it normal or am I abnormal?

Forget the above conversation, guys. EID MUBARAK!

Kullu aam wa antum bakhair!