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Bismillah:
Its not often I complain about things. I think I am what the psychology types call passive-aggressive (i know ur nodding right here t.). I honestly don't have much to complain about, except my mood. Whenever the end of February comes around, I have some sad memories to recollect on (and one happy one: 2/28 is my parents' anniversary). This year was twice as bad, after the bombings at mosques in Iraq. Mosques have a strong significance to me, and I used to boast when I was younger that Muslims never blew up Mosques, Shuls or Churches. Tonight I feel betrayed by the entire Ummah.
Plus, Pakistan has a habit of making a depressed person when I think about it. And February is the month of remembering the Pakistan of when I was a kid. Sometimes people can see I'm not that jolly. I try my best to pass it off and be happy. But this year, February is thoroughly depressing: no one has ever blown up an ENTIRE Mosque. There have been bombings at Shia Mosques in the past, but DESTROYING an entire Mashjid is unheard of. And then Sunni and Shia Arab killed each other on TV. To top it off, the Cartoon scandal erupted with violence also.
Also, the end February is usually when I read through this book I have on world genocides (yes, I know I'm masochistic) to remind me why I bother studying and working hard in life. This year, I looked up the part on the Rwandans. By the fifteenth day of the Rwandan genocide, 258,000 people lay dead. Sometimes I have nightmares about that--all those people who died just because they were slightly different from someone else. In 1992, Indian Hindus killed 12,000 Muslims across Bombay (Mumbai) in the same way: because we are different. It makes me sad to think that with all the prayers so many of us recite for harmony, mankind is so arrogant to ignore their Lord, and continue killing.
The nightmares really scare me. All these people dying isn't right. It's not Islamic, and the argument of some Muslims of an eye for an eye is completely insane. I really wish Dadi-jaan (Grandmama) were alive. She always knew what to do in a messy mix.
Why did I have to inherit a religion full of idiots? Couldn't the Iraqi Sunni Arabs be pagan or atheist? They have to pretend to be Muslims and kill all those innocent Shias for 50+ years. It's sad to know that Muslims are so hateful today. It leaves very little hope. I don't think I've ever been so sad to be in the same religion as an Arab.
Its not often I complain about things. I think I am what the psychology types call passive-aggressive (i know ur nodding right here t.). I honestly don't have much to complain about, except my mood. Whenever the end of February comes around, I have some sad memories to recollect on (and one happy one: 2/28 is my parents' anniversary). This year was twice as bad, after the bombings at mosques in Iraq. Mosques have a strong significance to me, and I used to boast when I was younger that Muslims never blew up Mosques, Shuls or Churches. Tonight I feel betrayed by the entire Ummah.
Plus, Pakistan has a habit of making a depressed person when I think about it. And February is the month of remembering the Pakistan of when I was a kid. Sometimes people can see I'm not that jolly. I try my best to pass it off and be happy. But this year, February is thoroughly depressing: no one has ever blown up an ENTIRE Mosque. There have been bombings at Shia Mosques in the past, but DESTROYING an entire Mashjid is unheard of. And then Sunni and Shia Arab killed each other on TV. To top it off, the Cartoon scandal erupted with violence also.
Also, the end February is usually when I read through this book I have on world genocides (yes, I know I'm masochistic) to remind me why I bother studying and working hard in life. This year, I looked up the part on the Rwandans. By the fifteenth day of the Rwandan genocide, 258,000 people lay dead. Sometimes I have nightmares about that--all those people who died just because they were slightly different from someone else. In 1992, Indian Hindus killed 12,000 Muslims across Bombay (Mumbai) in the same way: because we are different. It makes me sad to think that with all the prayers so many of us recite for harmony, mankind is so arrogant to ignore their Lord, and continue killing.
The nightmares really scare me. All these people dying isn't right. It's not Islamic, and the argument of some Muslims of an eye for an eye is completely insane. I really wish Dadi-jaan (Grandmama) were alive. She always knew what to do in a messy mix.
Why did I have to inherit a religion full of idiots? Couldn't the Iraqi Sunni Arabs be pagan or atheist? They have to pretend to be Muslims and kill all those innocent Shias for 50+ years. It's sad to know that Muslims are so hateful today. It leaves very little hope. I don't think I've ever been so sad to be in the same religion as an Arab.