From my blog
A Constant Suicide
“There I was, cold, isolated and desperate for something I knew I couldn’t have. A solution. A remedy. Anything… I hated it. Alone and confused was the last place I wanted to be. Somehow I knew I deserved this.” —* A Constant Suicide*** by Brian Krans**
Am I a confused citizen of a confused nation? No, I am not. However ridiculous it maybe, but that’s exactly what I want to hear as it soothes my ego and suits my self-respect.
Am I faltering? Are you mad? May curse be upon anyone who believes so because I am the best, the blessed and the noblest the God has ever created. Did I miss any superlatives? And mind you, it’s not a state of denial.
Over 100 people died day before yesterday because some of their fellow human beings thought that it was in the best interest of the ummah, the humanity, the nation and the country that they cease to exist from now on. On the other hand, it is now officially a part of funeral proceedings to pledge to bring the culprits to justice. Compensation for the deceased for dying an undue death should not be mistaken for a fine the state pays for failing to protect its citizens. It’s sheer generosity of government of the people, by the people and for the people. Death is after all an act of God. A general’s words and a government’s pledges are more authentic, true and serious than the death of over 100 people in a day. You have the right to remain content or concerned — it does not matter in any case!
The 9th of January was the last day of many lives when the general said that the “military is fully prepared to respond to threats of any kind whatsoever, be they direct, indirect, overt or covert.” Over 100 were killed the very next day. But it did not go unnoticed. The sectarian disasters were strongly criticised by the entire spectrum of leadership and pledges were renewed to rid the nation of the menace of terrorism. If it all sounds too familiar, then it means that you are too much into news. Instead of sobbing in grief, let’s us revel in bliss for having been bestowed by such a dedicated civilian and military leadership.
It has become the most heinous crime to be a minority in the land of the pure. The majority has the license to kill anyone who is incompatible with their beliefs. It is basically not between the religious majority and the minority — it is between human and inhuman. Since when has killing become the best way to disagree? Isn’t it a constant suicide? Is there a solution, a remedy, anything? Or do we simply deserve this? Don’t we live in a ‘state’ of confusion?
Rumi says “these pains you feel are messengers. Listen to them.” Are we sensitive to our pains and receptive to their messengers? Where is state? The men we look upon as our leaders are a mere reflection of our own righteousness. Good, bad or ugly, they mirror our merits. The vote we cast for them is a way of certifying their worth with our stamps. At the end, we get what we deserve — including dead bodies of those who die for they lived under a leadership that actually and virtually did not exist at the first place. The pains we feel should be the messengers of God to awake us. Are we born to be compensated for randomly dying deaths planned by terrorists and religious fanatics instead of God?
Who should plan our death by the way? The God or the fanatics? If it should be the God then we must listen to the messengers of our pain by refusing to die unwarranted deaths. Confusion is destruction. And if it should be planned by terrorists, then you just wasted your time by reading all this. Wait for your turn to die in a blast on this road or that.