July 24, 2014

THOUGHTSY THURSDAY: This is How I Feel Today

What's wrong with the world?


Is the question that I might ask myself every night before hitting the sack. Whilst some parts of the world are living large with all the comfort, entertainment, health, wealth and progression, some other parts are living their version of hell.


I’ve become so scared to actually physically open up the pages of the newspapers every morning the newspaperman throws a set into my porch. Seeing the headlines, the gruesome images on the front page, makes it even easier for me to ignore the pre-paid subscription newspaper deliveries. It got so out of hand that I literally would just leave the papers to soak underneath the pouring rain.


It’s not that I don’t care about the world not to read about it. I do. But the fear of it is alarmingly bigger than of my concerns.


While I sip some fresh clean water from my glass just beside my laptop on a perfect little white desk in a perfectly lit and air conditioned room, some are actually munching on wild grass to sustain life. It’s not fair that I am doing fine and dandy, while my fellow brothers and sisters around the world are in physical and mental torment.


I was playing with my cat, Carlos, last night, and while he was all up for the head massages and belly tickles, he suddenly scratched my arm with quite a force. Causing streaks of thinly scratched marks. It hurts so bad I tell you. I can still feel a dash of pain trickling in every time I press or touch the scar. 


But what is a scratch when losing arms, limbs and a part of your body or skin is an everyday thing? 


Writing this blogpost is not easy you know. I really wanted to share what I felt initially, but in some occurrences later, I find myself lost in my own thoughts picturing the agony that I see in images spreaded across the social networking sites, online media portals and hashtags about the never-ending torture the innocent lives has to go through.

I want change.

I know you do too.

But why aren’t our efforts and voices heard?


It is reported that if something distressed Prophet Muhammad (pbuh), he would say: "Ya hayyu ya qayyumu, bi-rahmatica astagheethu" O' Living (a life not followed by death), O Sustainer, in your Mercy I plead for rescue (At-Tirmidhi)


I just hope one day we will live in a world where riots and petitions are not needed in claiming justice.

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Meilina Utomo said...

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Meilina Utomo said...

lovely pictures :)

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Meilina Utomo said...

lovely post :). Thanks for sharing

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nur 'atikah jamsuri said...

it is good to bermuhasabah diri esp when there are a lot of tragedies that are happening rite now eg mh17 tragedy, budak 15thn kene kurung, deaths of innocent ppl eg palestine children etc...

we indeed shld reflect on our lives so as to be grateful in what we have:)

Jamila said...

Thank so much Shea!
I appreciate posts like this. Feeling the same.