The structuralist poetics described the weltanschauung or the world view one has structured around the language that we speak growing up, in other words, our mother tongue. People like us, who grew up in the post colonial era, where English was and still continue to be of more importance than the language of our ancestors, our world view seems to be distorted, torn between three things; our tradition, our culture and that of our colonial masters. As they say, the gap that is left by the colonial armies, is filled with the language of the colonial masters and those gaps later empower everything as language is ten times more stronger than the physical armies as one can resist those armies and those power with more aggression and throw them out, but once language is embedded in the minds of the opressed, they become better slaves, even after the armies leave, the psychological remnants of the culture and language never let them be free of those masters and that inferiority complex that they had embedded within the minds of the slaves that they created.
In the post modern world, where structures have crumbled, where there seems to be no center whatsoever anywhere, where the moral values, and moral compasses have no grounding or no anchor and it shifts like sand dunes with winds or move around in the ocean with the waves and currents, one wonders where will we find some kind of structure to give meaning to all the madness that is going on around the world. The recent events of colonial settler’s genocidal war on Ghazza and later bombing of the most poor country in the world i.e. Yemen, has put a question mark on every single idea that has been floating around the world for so many years about the moral superiority of the global north. The movies like Avengers, Batman, Superman, all of them white, saving the world and rescuing the opressed people all around the world, seem to have crumbled as soon as the confict started. The idea of free speech, democracy, having opinions, everything that West used to justify it’s illegal bombing of Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria etc. all became invalid. The colonial, imperial powers came out as nothing but a facade that blew up like a balloon and there is nothing left of them to admire anymore.
The question now arises, what will be the world view or the weltanshuaang that we should look at. The language, that has enslaved us for so long, is breaking into small pieces, and we being more aware of the shackles that we knew were there but we never consciously tried to break free of them as we are now trying, struggling to. The world around, be it the north or the global south, nothing has answers to the questions that are being raised in this era. Where is the moral grounding? Where do we anchor the ship of values? The global north, which they made us believe that they have all the best universities, colleges, institutions, crumbled and shattered as people were fired, sacked, slandered for speaking up for a ceasfire. Imagine being called out for asking to stop the killing of innocent civilians and children. Imagine asking to not to target hospitals and being called a terrorists. The question now arises, if you have all the knowledge, all the technology in the world, but no moral values, would you create a human or a monster?!
About the other side of the picture. What is the world view or the weltanshauung of the other side of the conflict. What kind of worldview do these opressed people have? What understanding of the world do these people in Ghazza have to be so resilient, to be so patient in the time of such catastrophe, devastation and destruction.
‘Everything from Allah is beautiful’, were the words of the man who stood on the rubble of his home and his burnt shop smiling.
Such a simple sentence and such a beautiful and deep answer that people like me and you can’t fathom. The worldview that this simple man had is beyond any professor, intellectual that sits in the University of Oxford or Harvard. The weltanshauung that is metaphysical and transcends beyond the realm of the Western culture, langue and discourse. What makes his weltanshaaung so different from everyone we see around us. Living in the MiddleEast for most of my life, the comfortable lifestyle I had, I could never see things the way he is. This is not the story or words of just one man, but an entire population, who I never saw complaining amidst the destruction and devastation. The words, the attitude is the same that we have read about the Sahaba, the companions of the Prophet (SAW). It seems that they have internalized the word of Allah in such a way that they see life, death, destruction, and loss in an entire different way than we do. They seem like a different people, people who are connected to some kind of sabr that comes with endurance and huzn and love of Allah, Quran and the Prophet Muhamad (SAW).
Since the waltenshaaung has shifted with the crisis, it seems the strive to find a new moral ground or anchor has been created too. Once we know that the world, and specially the colonial, Western world has nothing to offer in this regard, where do we shift our focus too. The facade has fallen, the veil has been lifted, the ugliness of the colonial Western world, that has no moral grounding and loves killing children and innocent civilians, we know now, that the moral grounds have to come from the beautiful people, who have the worldview that is not tainted by the hypocrisy of the West and its influence like ours have. The tradition, the Book and the tradition of the Prophet Muhammad (SAW), is the beacon of light, is the anchor of the moral compass and the grounding of the very foundation of our values as humans and not some farce that change every few years to suit some powerful people ans countries.
Reflections... 