Thousands of Muslims are dying all over the world, so much so that it has made our ears become immune, feeling normal without any quiver coming from the depth of our hearts. Have we become uninterested with this situation as we do not have the solution to defend them, or have we, who stay in the same place, felt that our own problems have become too heavy, not departing from those same problems.
Rohingya, Syria, Kashmir, Palestine, Afghanistan, Iraq, Yemen, Somalia have we ever listened to the voices of the Muslims there, how are their conditions or we have not heard of their sufferings at all, in fact even the location of the region itself, we never bother to find out. How can a Muslim be this bad, just because problems are striking us repeatedly, we easily underestimate the sufferings of the Muslims in the faraway places?
Is there no quiver in the deepest part of the heart, no anger that arises and no sound of the grinding teeth that withholds the emotional state, when we open up the news in the newspaper where we only read columns that cover sports, or in the news website where we only follow the sections about celebrity gossips? That there, in the thousands of the Muslims' territories, is a human tragedy. The women are raped, the children are killed and the men die in the city streets. Why do we never try to read it, just to read. Why don't we ever?
But I believe that we will all rise together, and then think about it together, for hours when the tragedy is happening to our own lives. If our mothers and sisters are raped in front of our eyes, our fathers' necks are slashed in front of us and our selves are dragged in the dark alleys just because we are professing the religion of Islam. Someday we will prove it .
Because a suffering will never be truly imbued and felt except by those who are experiencing it, going through it and then arising to resist those sufferings. The option is, before actually feeling how those sufferings are felt, feel it in our inner selves (batin) first how those suffering Muslims are feeling. Feel with them! If it befalls us, can we endure it?
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