Monday, June 20, 2011

Khalil Gibran - Pity the Nation

I wish i didn't sit here and nod my head in assent when reading the below but the parallels to our crippled nation are too vivid to ignore. Its paralying to the common people who feel powerless to stop the continuous degeneration of the only place we can call home. May Allah have mercy on our souls and rid us of the adversity that is upon us.  


Pity The Nation 
Khalil Gibran

Pity the nation that is full of beliefs and empty of religion.
 

Pity the nation that wears a cloth it does not weave,
eats a bread it does not harvest,
and drinks a wine that flows not from its own wine-press.
 
Pity the nation that acclaims the bully as hero,
and that deems the glittering conqueror bountiful.
 
Pity a nation that despises a passion in its dream,
yet submits in its awakening.
 
Pity the nation that raises not its voice
save when it walks in a funeral,
boasts not except among its ruins,
and will rebel not save when its neck is laid
between the sword and the block.
 
Pity the nation whose statesman is a fox,
whose philosopher is a juggler,
and whose art is the art of patching and mimicking.
 
Pity the nation that welcomes its new ruler with trumpeting,
and farewells him with hooting,
only to welcome another with trumpeting again.
 
Pity the nation whose sages are dumb with years
and whose strong men are yet in the cradle.
 
Pity the nation divided into fragments,
each fragment deeming itself a nation.




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Tuesday, June 07, 2011

speech

i cant write anymore with my hands. they start to hurt.

the other day i missed a step on the living room stairs and fell on my knee. Allah saved us. 

my eyes feel fuzzy. my minds so far ok. i feel like i have something to say but i'm lost for words. speechless. 

why? i dont know!

its been a while now living with this feeling. i was psychoanalyzing and i realized that its probably because i am just trying to get from point A to point B without falling down and collapsing. i'm just trying not to think of the effort that is going into each moment and task because if i start thinking when will i do the doing. 

everything feels like a favor i am doing for someone that i should be getting appreciation for but the applause never comes. 

you put the clothes in the washer... clap clap clap.. you even turned it on.. more claps...AND you DIDNT forget to put some detergent in there.. wow... thunderous applause.. 

thats how i feel life SHOULD be.. but the applause never comes. i want to work on M's baby book but the time never comes. once home its change, eat, bathe, change, brush, collapse on the bed. wake up at 6am and start all over. 

i want to give my nature shots for development and stick em up all over the house and then call everyone i know to gush over them. the time never comes. 

i want to buy frames for the damn nature shots. the time never comes. 

i want a full time maid. wheres the time?

i want to go to heaven and just put my head on abus chest and listen to his heart beating. inshAllah. 

i want to raise my babies right so they join my abu in heaven and abu can see them grow from birth to adulthood one day at a time. inshAllah.

i have the vision but no plan to achieve it. thats what separates the losers from the winners. sigh. all vision and no plan make jack a dull dull man. i had to say man so it would rhyme. its more satisfying too. 

like any normal human being i have the urge to connect, to feel the buzz of being heard and understood, to feel the rush of sharing .. ANYTHING... with another living organism.. 

we are all inward focused. its the innate human selfishness. survival instinct. think of yourself first. sad but true. 

Abu wasnt. he thought of himself last :) it was always about everyone else. 

i'm so happy i was part of the everyone else. 

i love abu. cant wait to see him. 

ami cant either. she keeps saying her time has come and makes me very upset. doesnt really leave me with much. i hope Allah mian grants her health & happiness to live for a long long time whole and hearty. all faculties and limbs and functions intact. i need her. 

i love my ami abu. i've been blessed so much because of them that i dont know what to do to repay Allah mian. it may be a losing battle. sigh.

innalillahewainnailaihirajioun - 'Surely we belong to Allah and to Him shall we return"

:) sighhhh... life has its moments. 

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