Saturday, March 15, 2014

Of Injustice And Self-Immolation....(In Memory Of Victimized Pakistani Teen Who Died Of Self-Immolation)

Insanity... A word that entails in its meaning a universe of irrational and completely outrageous acts and thoughts that is incomprehensible to a normal mind.
I, only recently, was going through the news when an image,quite a paradoxical one,went by , of a woman completely immersed in flames and people in the surrounding running towards her trying to save her. Save from the world she was trying to get rid of. The very first word that popped up in my head was 'insanity'. It didn't last long, though.The emotions settling down deep within  made way for the sensitivity of the pain that lady went through.Soon it was over BBC webpage that the Pakistani sexually assaulted teen dies of self immolation.Apparently this reaction of the poor woman was courtesy of the fine judgement on part of our courts that set the devil rapist free of any guilt and ready to feed on another soul.
My writing an article here is neither to point out the latest developments nor is it to ensure justice be served to the defaulter.He would someday have to face the music himself too,let alone the judge.Allah is Akbar!
My typing out these words is merely an effort to solve the very anguish of perplexed kind, rising in my soul, of what that woman must have gone through as to have literally burnt herself alive?!
Lets just not kid ourselves.It maybe quite easy buying a liter of fuel and even easier pouring it all over yourself (considering how unfairly high the prices of fuel are for a poor man in our country),but it takes a far more hurt than hell fire to light up a match and throw it upon yourself! So what was that suffering that helped her take this audacious step.
Suicide and self pain is part of kufr in Islam so the judgemental clerics might already have declared her a kafir or maybe somebody never bound for paradise.But is it so?
The world sees her act from another perspective, not through her eyes. And so is the purpose of my writing. To try and realize what she went through,to unfold the extreme despair that made her self-immolate.
Hope sustains the world they say.Surely, hope must have deserted her heart.No wonder the miseries of this world got untenable.First was the rape, tearing apart her dreams and noble wishes.This  might have helped her arrange some fuel!
Next to come were the ugly remarks of society, fearless of God, further aggravating the pain, convincing her of getting a lighter fetched!
All she was left with was a final promise of consolidation at the hands of court that could have had the demon imprisoned. So she waits. Waits for something to stabilize her emotions.The lighter stays in,the bottle of petrol closed!
On comes  the actual catalyst moment that triggered lunacy . Court frees the beast to fly away with wings and live a respectable life! That would have been the final blow to her beliefs of this world.
I ,hitherto, thought its a world of colors and dreams.Any man can think optimistically since we all witness the same world.Unfortunately that was not the case for the victimized soul.She had tolerated the misery of getting raped and dilapidated dreams.She had survived the torment of so-called discernment through the day and distress of the night.When injustice traumatized her already tormented brain,it was more than enough.Her purpose was filled in this world, for there was no purpose left to live for.
Then comes that horrible moment of self immolation and men reaching out to save her and force her back into this world.What must have gone through her mind at that time caught in fire, only she and Allah knows.Dare my tiny cerebrum suggests she must still have not had any second thought about departing from her world!

Saturday, March 8, 2014


Do we have to blame life for everything? journey to a man is essentially the same for all particularly when talked about the spiritual attainment of destinies.Life throws into our court a thousand problems nature of which might be respectively different for all but the intensity is strong  enough to jitter the very fundamental beliefs one grows up in. Then why do I see one miserable person sitting next to a satisfied one. After-all the latter's satisfaction was never guaranteed at the time he/she was born, neither was the distress of the former.So one conclusion is established! misery and happiness is not something written in the stars but a courtesy of multiple factors one practically lives through.When in essence life is a test for all be it winners or losers,buoyant ones or dejected ones, Then why blame fate for being permanently miserable?

We are jailed behind the bars of diverse obsessions that we fail to solve despite being jaded throughout time. Some of us are victims to wishful thinking ,others just find it too hard to imagine what lies outside the cage.Some are caught badly in the iron rods of self righteousness ,others are busy venting and beating their wings to mark their imprisonment. But the most crucial of the compulsion of them all is the inherent trait of a human being to adjust to and resist any change in the surroundings.It is this quirk that makes melancholy and verve an ever lasting one!

Human body is a miracle.It can adjust to the changing climate and weather by keeping its core temperature to a fixed point. Quite similarly our minds work too in society.Dare I say its most unfortunate for a mind to resist to the changing lifestyle and exoteric influences.There is a beautiful quotations that goes something like                        'Life moves in a straight line while a human being revolves in circles'
Life keeps rolling forward in crests and troughs, maintaining its pace with time.There are good times and there are bad times. Unfortunately we human beings continue to challenge the motion and our minds get so acclimatized to a single time frame that the next frame becomes hard to comprehend.

Which brings me, again, to the focal point of my argument ,after the elaboration of causes and effects, Do we have to blame life for permanent miseries?

Some people experience sadness for such a long time that their mindset becomes adjusted to the negative influences.They think analyse and practically implement their decisions keeping despondency in mind until they fall in love with their miserable life.Love is blind and this blindness leads such people to reject any happy moments that come to them for it would demand a change in attitude and lifestyle.These are the class of social animals that would make sure no contentment comes to them or to anyone around. 'Cursed' wouldn't be an exaggerated term for such a class.Fate would shower them with happiness in-between but their blind and deaf minds find it difficult grasping such linear moments of joy as they are in continuous round motion of dark abyss of pessimism until they become sore losers and blame life,people and factors other than their personal responsibilities,for all the fiascoes.

The jolly ones work in a similar way except that no darker days can keep up with their bright radiating motion.Life may go downhill for them but their spirits remain high since they learn to respond casually to life and its events.
Every round motion emits energy. The darker psyche emits negativity which can be be felt in a social gathering.The brighter ones radiate photons of positivity that arms such people with the capability to brighten up the moods in the surroundings no matter how much dullness fate brings.

Recognize the bars you have enslaved yourself in and getting rid of them will make your motion streamlined with time and events! Recognize, lest you should start beating wings for no good reason

Tuesday, March 4, 2014


Fiction is an under-rated terminology when it comes to superheroes. I see paladins everywhere. They are walking around us in the real world, not just imaginations.
We all have one or more super powers. Its these skills that help us pass through life and emerge out triumphant.Unfortunately our minds are too busy waiting for one to fly or read minds,become invisible or  maybe escape time and space to jump from Eiffel tower to the Pyramids and back within seconds.

Eyes only see what mind knows. My mind has seen lenity and indifference,patience and impatience, positivity and negativity, hope and despair, wisdom and folly, whim and well planned leaps. I can see these energies walking all around. Some with capabilities effective enough to qualify as a super power.

I have seen men with such gifts in the world of emotions and dreams.In the horizons of sadness and screams. In the peaks of satisfaction and joyful streams.In the fierce storms and hopeful gleams.I have felt the effects of people around me and some forces i have absorbed in my soul,both positive and negative.

There is my world,a world I have made out of reality of people, out of realization of emotions. Its a world full of supermen. There are ones i called transducers.These people have the ability to convert energy from one form to the other.Take all your problems to them and they'll build something positive out of the darkest of pessimism.There are villains too who would radiate sadness despite the ambient love around them. Then there are men who can stick to patience for they rely on it at every step in life.They have impregnable  stoicism and fortitude, to overcome harshness of time.
A few recognize another great power within themselves, the power of stubbornness,stubbornness to stay unchanged maintaining their outlook outdated with the world.I see men with fashion walking in front of me fast and racing against time and there are a few pacific ones sitting beside me on the bench. They are the superheroes of impermeable calmness.Throw a thousand trials at them and you'll find their hearts serene and tranquil, still, like a lake.
There are some who grasp anything they see and save it forever in their head.They use their power of memory to beat the rest. Some with the superpower of voice ,voices so beautiful they could shake hearts around them. Others can absorb all powers.Vent out anything and they will absorb undisturbed!
They are walking talking laughing all around yet i see their hearts and souls,I see their minds and i see a million negatives yet only a scanty colorful positives can balance the universe.I see courage, I see cowardice, I see responsibilities and I see blame,I watch the running witty minds and i stare at the dumb ones, I see immaculate steadiness walking side by side with jittery souls,people who become exemplar of resilience and their opposites too.Its a beautiful world.Its amazing!It has heroes and it has villains.

So the question that remains, What is your superpower? Recognize your power if you want to come out strong and triumphant! Above all, do they make you a hero or a villain?!