Cloud Pillar v/s Shale Stones


I write this to clear my mind, and not for your pleasure.

Last night when I was about to leave work (18:30 CET), I learnt that the Gaza strip was invaded by the Israeli forces in an attempt to eliminate a top Hamas leader, Ahmad al-Jaabari, successfully so. I, as a conservative Muslim, do not condemn their declared intent - assuming they do not have an ulterior motive. Israel have a right to defend themselves from terrorists, and let's face it, Palestine haven't had proper leadership for quite a while and Hamas is not a saintly party. They have launched previous attacks on Israeli civilians as well.

One must understand that this war is not one fought for by the people of Israel, no, it is the Leadership, the Empire as would the Star Wars fanbase say. It is a tug-of-war between "governments" who cannot find an agreement, blinded by hate, religious hate. A hate that, astonishingly, is not vouched for in neither holy scripture. My anger and sadness is directed to the Leadership of those 2 countries.

BBC reporter Jon Donnison said, “It is often difficult to pinpoint when a specific escalation in violence started - both sides will always remember what they see as a previous act of aggression by the other which enables them to justify their attacks as retaliation.” But we can do better than that.

One thing I cannot figure out is, with the military arsenal at their disposition, can they not have a covert operation to target just the culprits and not a whole population? Surely, they've seen a few American films? If you know the answer to this, please do share.

Palestinian brothers and sisters, members of the Palestinian leadership, you as well, should know very well that Allah states in the Holy Qur'an:

"Hold fast by the covenant of Allah all together and be not disunited. And remember Allah's favour to you when you were enemies, then He united your hearts, so by His favour you became brethren." (3:103) 

So while it is rightful to fight for what is yours, why escalate the hostilities and put lives in danger when this will not accompany you to your qabr nor will it provide you with solace in aakhirah? Islam is a religion of peace. We can definitely live together. Do not tarnish it further with hateful actions and remarks in the name of Allah, for the media have done a very good job of it already over the last decade.

While there has been numerous exchanges of rockets and missiles between Israel and Gaza, the UN Security Council had met on Wednesday night, suited and booted, but have failed to put a stop to this onslaught on 1.7 million of civilians in the Gaza strip. The meeting duration was of 90 minutes and this is what it has come to; 90 minutes to possibly deciding the fate of 1.7 million human lives. Despicable.

As we speak, I can see my twitter feed being flooded with #GazaUnderAttack tweets, people all over the world expressing their outrage. Protests are taking place in front of the Israeli Embassy  in London as we speak.

Helpless, I lie here, muttering Ayat-ul-kursi and reciting Darood Shareef for Allah to help the innocent people out there, Muslim or Jew. I hope you pray too, in whatever manner you can, for no child should be burned alive by an air strike, no 13-year old playing football should be shot in his street,  no family should be forced to abandon their home and stay in a bomb shelter...

God be with You.

Murder I wrote.

Murder. Ever thought about it? A child crying incessantly on a 14 hour flight, that girl who broke your heart, the stranger who beat you at something you are good at, an acquaintance who just makes your blood boil, that lecturer who wrongfully failed you or that colleague who never does his job - a few of the possible triggers to make you go apeshit on that motherfucker. Generally, in neuroscience jargon, the orbital cortex (that's the front part of the brain behind the eyes) is thought to be responsible for ethical behaviour and solving moral epiphanies along with impulse control. While this is not the whole picture - as there is some weird relationship with the amygdala as well - people with low activity in the orbital cortex are sociopaths. They even have identified the guilty gene - known as the MAO-A (monoamine oxidase A) gene/warrior gene. Obviously . This is not a bloody scientific article so let me get back on track and start with the hocus pocus my brain is coming up with right now.
While so much has happened and there is so much scientific knowledge out there concerning this subject, I have a few fucked up theories I would like to propose and ask you to consider. Let me state that the warrior gene is present in everyone, only the dysfunctional variant is the one that is 'dangerous'.

1. What if: the polymorphic nature of the MAO-A gene could make it go from functional to dysfunctional?
2. What if: on the first 'taste' of blood, this gene were to develop an addiction to it, demanding more and more?
3. What if: those persons with the dysfunctional variant were to be developed in super soldiers?
4. What if: the warrior gene was to be successfully grafted in already aggressive beasts like koalas (they look cute but they are plotting for murder while chewing on eucalyptus, mind you)?

Ask yourself and be honest, if you had to kill someone (no names), what would be your Modus Operandi? Would you just theorise about it? What is your tolerance threshold before you snap? Your views.

Meanwhile, chickens, go watch Dexter, Criminal Minds or Mentalist.


Autumn

It is the icy whispers of nostalgia
Hidden in the quiet rustle of dried leaves

That haunting voice still resounds and deaves
Coursing through your soul like leukaemia

It is the screech of a morning gale
Tearing your eyes up a cold sunny day

That suffocating bulge stuck in your airway
Not unlike the enormity of a whale

It is the constant blows of hail
Beating your melody down to a lament

As you're chained in a waltz with the torment
Succumbing to the mental assail

Though every word had a story to tell
Discard them away, like the rain that fell

For they are the autumn of your life
And the reason for your strife

The Parting

I still remember those summer noons; when your eyes sparkled and made me swoon
I still remember those early mornings ; when on seeing you deep asleep, I thanked Allah for my blessings
I still remember those passionate nights; when we would be entwined, holding each other with all our might
I still remember every second; when you and I were in love before it all got siphoned.

Remember the golden days; when we found our happiest ways
Remember those silent streets; where walking along together was a treat
Remember those silly moments of anticipation; when the thought of meeting was the biggest passion
Remember that wintery night; when being together was the only guiding light

Do remember the good times we had; and forget those that make you sad
Do remember the love you felt; and the desserts we ate when we were svelte

And when you do; forget not to tell me that you love me too...

Living - Weight v/s Lightness

Reading through "The Unbearable Lightness of Being" by Milan Kundera, I couldn't help but find myself agreeing with his view of how the human race seems to be less and less able to live without burdens/responsibilities, or in this case we are going to use the umbrella term "weight".

How are we living? The way life as we know it has evolved into an elaborate algorithm, a routine containing classes which get called every morning of a working week. Forgive the pseudo-programmer in me. Obviously, the great villain here is work. Studies, not so much. Sometimes you attend lectures, sometimes you don't. Work on the other hand, has been made into something so inflexible you might think it's a diamond rod that is so far up your arse, it controls your locomotive and limbic system, dictating everything you do and think. Imagine the olden days where Diogenes of Sinope would just lie about learning about the people in his village, or taunting Plato. What happened to good old free will? Why are we bent on bending over and doing shit for other people when we could run our own dream business, the whimsical way we want? The answer most likely is "The money is good." Ah money, another great evil, not to be tackled today otherwise this would never end. With the expenses we make to get a good tertiary education, only to land into a job, that will pay back your student loans after 10 years, we find ourselves, in the best case scenario, 30 years old, before we can even start thinking about investing in a house. The great question here is, are your goals, more important that living the life you dreamt of? Or are your goals eventually going to lead you to realising your dreams? If so, then will you be able to enjoy it fully at the time it will come true?


Lightness. The term "no responsibility" comes to mind. Eternal dreamer that I am, I have come to deduce that the most brilliant ideas come at times when we are just doing and thinking nothing. Like the fly flying aimlessly in a room only to hit the odd unlit lightbulb, that on touch, lights up. Like any living thing, the innate fear of being burnt by the sun  makes the fly recoil and check that light source from a distance. What is it I am talking about you say? It is the fear of making our dreams come true. Because the adage "It's too good to be true." keeps running amok in our head. Media makes us think we need shit we don't have any fucking use for and that is where the money which could be used to make one of your dreams come true, goes.

Weight. Is it good, is it bad? The inexplicable need of doing things that can hurt oneself is inherent in human behaviour, triggers of which are detailed in this paper. Common sense would opt for lightness - opposite of weight in this context - as the good. I am pro-lightness but I do recognise the need for weight as a means to lightness. Think of it as the tunnel that one has to go through from London, before ending up in the City of Love, Paris. :) But then, what is your opinion on the matter?