It seems that all philosophies are shattered, arguments lose their significance, advice becomes ineffective, and force breaks its silence on the stage of mosques. When pockets and turbans lose their dignity, they begin to fly like the tears of a weeping face, the earth trembles, all wisdom becomes futile, and all projects are destroyed. Those who once admired the world, now stand humiliated, the people of authority and power start hiding their faces. Streets turn into haunted mansions, the scenery changes, seasons alter, the sky is stunned. Birds sitting in the trees and creatures in the jungle abandon their paths. When the mad dance, insanity unfurls its flag, and then reason itself feels ashamed.
When love comes to its climax, the cry becomes louder and the dance, already vigorous, becomes even faster. When the search for death begins, everything is in front of our eyes, but… but we don’t see it, how can we! Where is the vision in these eyes, where is the light? Light and vision come from within, from the heart… from the heart that we have come to understand, which has now become just a pump for supplying blood. Where is the heart? No, this is not a heart; it’s just a machine. The hearts of the jinn beat, and they move ahead of time. They raise enthusiastic slogans, descend into the field with heads held high. They challenge death, and death, fearful of them, hides somewhere. These mad and crazy people come out to confront death, and this vivacious group then, after facing death, becomes a live forever!
And do not say about those who are killed in the way of Allah, “They are dead.” Rather, they are alive, but you perceive [it] not. And We will surely test you with something of fear and hunger and a loss of wealth and lives and fruits, but give good tidings to the patient, Who, when disaster strikes them, say, “Indeed we belong to Allah, and indeed to Him we will return.”(Qur’an: Albaqra-154-156)
These are the living and immortal people, whom Allah himself forbids to call dead. He says, “Do not even think such thoughts, be cautious of what you contemplate!” They are alive, they have their sustenance; they are the living and immortal people. Immortal people, fulfilling their vows in the presence of Allah, honouring their commitments, fearless individuals with devotion and perseverance, mad and passionate people. Where is the struggle for love and affection not present? Where has it not arisen?
The procession is established, and the crazy ones, who will loot it, we are just spectators, mourners, and reciters of elegies. Now, if I sing, it will be repetitive, and nature will pass through its course. The battlefield of love has arisen in front of us. Are you not seeing Gaza? It is burning continuously; everywhere, its lowly homes are being crushed. Yet, they are out, insane, and crazy, sacrificing their lives in the market. They are the ones called human, the mysterious beings who submit to all, those who, by singing death, bring life to themselves, giving their blood, their lives, to their beloved Allah. People of the caravan of Hussain!
They are called human, the servants of Allah who deny everything, those who, by sleeping on thorns, wake up alive. Salute to you, the people of Gaza! You have set an example of obedience; it is obeying Allah unto death. You have proven that you are the servants of Allah. People of Gaza, salute to you! We have seen it all, and you have achieved your goal, O fortunate people! Salute to you, O lucky ones! Salute to you, O invincible ones! Salute to you, O people who are beating the everlasting world with a stick! Salute to you, O those who, with open eyes, even while having eyes, are hitting the dark with arrows! Open your eyes… even with eyes, you strike arrows into the darkness! Open your eyes; behold this heart-touching scene, the fragrance of martyrs’ blood.
Look, this is life… everyone’s denial. No one can stop this caravan of truth. United Nations, OIC, and the so-called champions of humanity and writers serving imperialism, who spit on the faces of humanity! Salute to you.
Look, what my Allah is saying about them: ‘Some devoid of reason, you cannot recognize the sacrifice in them, as Allah has taken away the ability to see and understand from them.
Allah has set a seal upon their hearts and upon their hearing, and over their vision is a veil. And for them is a great punishment.And of the people are some who say, “We believe in Allah and the Last Day,” but they are not believers..”(Qur’an: Albaqra-7–8)
At another place, Allah is taking an oath by the pen and saying:” “Allah has sworn by the pen and what they inscribe (angels). .”(Qur’an: Qalam-1)
“Although Allah has also taken an oath by the pen… perhaps He is not yet familiar with the sanctity of this pen. They do not feel any regret in writing about it that your sacrifice has gone in vain. But it is remarkable upon you that you do not bring such writers to mind!”
Do you know, have you ever thought, why an elephant, holding a bunch of grass in its trunk, shakes it? It does so to make sure there are no ants in the grass. The elephant knows that if it swallows the ants, they will go into its brain, sit there, and keep biting. In the end, the elephant breaks the bunch of grass, destroying the ants. The lions of Gaza consider the brutal Israel and its allied creatures as these ants. However, these creatures will shred their bodies like the bunch of grass. Yes! Now they understand this, while we still haven’t comprehended it. Life is in resistance… a life full of dignity and envy-worthy existence.
Mahmoud, a resident Khan Yunus of Gaza, separated his seven-month-old baby from his breast and lowered it to the grave, while raising the Takbeer, saying to his Allah that this was the last asset that was sacrificed in your path. I benefited from the blessing given for seven months and may my Allah make it a source of forgiveness for me on the Day of Resurrection. 80-year-old Fatima from Gaza is proud that I have sacrificed all the members of my family through the most difficult path of the Hereafter. and I am now eager to meet you. Abdullah tells the story to his children every day and night that we are not going to die. is waiting Every time a bullet is fired around my house, I start dancing. My only daughter, who is still alive from the ongoing destruction in Gaza, also enjoys it as a play and spectacle. Those who consider death to be a spectacle! Peace be upon you. You have proved by your determination that your strongest faith has not wavered. You are still standing like a leaden wall waiting for death with a smile. At this hour when everyone must be present, you too will be presented with your blood-stained corpses when the angels will announce your welfare and success while those who award medals to your murderer will hide their faces from you in the hereafter.
Our Lord, surely You will gather the people for a Day about which there is no doubt. Indeed, Allah does not fail in His promise.(Qur’an: Alimran-9)
O prisoners of the world! In the desire of the humiliated world, the losers! O rejected rulers of the fifty-seven Muslim states, stones of dishonour, see this is life. Gazans! Peace be upon you. Look at the magic that comes from the blood of the martyrs. Look, turning a blind eye won’t stop this revolution. Make a last-ditch effort to save your palaces……they won’t save it! By the Lord of the Kaaba, nothing will be left.
Residents in the world’s largest prison! Peace be upon you. O fans of the world! Save if you can. Nothing will remain, no one will remain, only the name of my Lord who is living will remain.
