During the past couple of weeks we have seen drastic
changes in the behaviour of the guards and camp management. They are
entering tents very frequently and whenever they want, and they are
harassing us in the streets by threatening us with prison if we don't
abide by the new camp rules. Many are unfortunately unaware of the
conditions in the prisons and are therefore unable to understand why we
are obeying our enemies.
Imagine
being dragged into a dark room with no light or windows. All what you
get to eat is some old pieces of bread with mold on it once a day.
You're not allowed to speak to anyone. You're suffocating because of the
heat and lack of air. You hardly get any water to drink. You're not
allowed to use the bathroom. Now imagine that you have small children
with you in this room, who are going through the same as you, without
the enemies showing any mercy. In fact, you know they enjoy seeing your
suffering, weakness and helplessness. On top of that you are slapped,
beaten and stripsearched in front of your kids, while they are crying
and screaming. They see nothing wrong with letting males be present
while the awrah is being uncovered. It's hard to say if it's better for
the kids to stay up to one year in the camp without their mother or to
be in prison with her and go through all this with her. We really don't
know what is more damaging to their physical and psychological health.
And all of this is just a very brief description of the reality. It
would take pages and pages to write down all the details.
Anyone
who is caught with a phone or breaks any other rule here in the camp
will from now on face prison for 8 months up to 1 year. Several women
have been taken to prison these past couple of weeks, while their kids
are left behind and the only thing we can do is sincere Dua.
I'm
sitting here, considering to cut my Khimar to make it smaller, just to
avoid problems. Forearms must be visible and maximum length is until the
waistline. It must by tighter, so the shape of my body would be more
apparent. They would prefer for it to be more revealing, of course, but
I'm trying to figure out how I can cut it so I'll still be covered as
much as possible while also avoiding getting into trouble with the camp
manager. Never did it cross my mind that I would be put in a situation
where this decision has to be made. Can you imagine the feeling of being
forced to cut short your hijab because of fear of having it ripped off
in the middle of the street? The ummah isn't doing anything to help us
get out of here, and the so-called men apparently couldn't care less
about our honor being violated. This is the true humiliation indeed!
I
had never thought these thoughts would ever cross my mind. I had never
imagined I would actually end up considering adjusting my clothing
according to the wishes of a Taghoot... But what else should I do when
the ummah is putting me down and giving me every reason to lose hope?
While writing this I'm terrified because my safety is at risk, but the
world needs to know this. I constantly check if anyone is around my
tent. After seeing how sisters were taken to prison and how their
children are suffering without their mothers, I have completely lost
peace of mind. They are depressed and sad. They don't laugh, smile or
speak anymore. They are just quiet and numb while they're losing weight
and becoming pale.
Yes,
we put our trust in Allah and we take our precautions, but these filthy
creatures have managed to put extreme fear in our hearts because of
their merciless behaviour. Imagine someone is standing and just enjoying
the scene of a panicing mother in distress who is hugging and kissing
her crying kids goodbye before she is taken away. Imagine her kids
screaming and running behind the car trying to reach their mother who is
being snatched away from them.
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