So much for the Anti-Semitism...

I was forced to write about it. A jew would cry foul and call you anti-semitic whenever you say anything against them or Israel.

Semites: Descendents of Shem, Son of Noah (peace be upon him). The present day Arabs and some Jews are their descendants. These peoples are grouped under the classing Semitic peoples, chiefly because the languages Hebrew and Arabic (in addition to Aramaic and Amharic) were found to be related, deriving from a common language group. The Arabs, be they Muslims or Christians, are Semites.

And the irony of the situation is that not all Jews are semitic, There is strong evidence to suggest that many present-day Jews, particularly Ashkenazi Jews, are ethnically not Semitic, or only fractionally Semitic. Their ethnicity is primarily Eastern European, while they have maintained merely the cultural shell of their Semitic roots. This naturally does not hold true for Iraqi, Moroccan, and Yemeni Jews, among other small pockets of truly Semitic Jews.

If a Muslim is accused of anti-Semitism for his or her criticism of Zionism, he or she should remind their accusers that Muhammad (peace and blessings be upon him) was as purely Semitic as is humanly possible, and there is none that we as Muslims revere and love more than him. An Arab Muslim should simply say, "Hey, I'm Semitic."

Zionism:
Zionism is an international political movement that originally supported the reestablishment of a homeland for the Jewish People in Palestine.

The Zionist propaganda machine uses anti-Semitism as a tool to instantly dismiss and cast a cloud of incredibility over its opponents. It is a clever ploy to counter all criticism of Israel’s unjust policies. Few educated people are aware of the Israeli government's gross infractions of the Geneva Convention, as it carries on its increasingly brutal ethnic cleansing of the native Palestinians in favor of the "racially superior" Jewish settlers. Israel is an apartheid state by definition.

It is clear that Muslims have no business to oppose Judaism or the Jewish people as such; their criticisms must be directed only against the racist Zionist paradigm. In fact, Muslims must give special respect to the Jews as they are considered People of the Book, along with the Christians, according to the injunctions of the Qur'an. Muslims equally revere the prophets whom the Jews consider as theirs. All these prophets were the prophets of God and the religion they taught was the same religion, namely Submission to God (literally: Islam).

I am thirsty

A world of palaces, thrones and crowns

Where Man becomes the foe of Man

Where greed of wealth rules the day

What if you win this world, what then?

Every being lies wounded, every soul athirst

Eyes glazed with worry, hearts heavy and depressed

What world is this, bewildered, distraught?

What if you win this world, so accursed?

A world where Man is but a throwaway toy

Teeming with corpses and skeletons

Where life is a struggle and death is cheap

So you win this world-what then?

Where youth roams around in aimless distraction

And bodies adorn themselves to be bought and sold

Where love is but a sordid transaction

So what if this world is in your hold?

A world where humaneness has no place

Where loyalty and friendship means little or naught

Where love is shorn of all nobility and grace

Winning this world , you don’t win a lot.

So burn it to ashes, blow it all up

Push it aside , far away from my sight

Let me withdraw, it is all yours to keep

For a world like this, I will not fight.

Of hide and seek and the beautiful smile

A Journey of Conscience

Seven hours for a mere 150Kms. It was almost unending. The long traffic jam had almost drained us out as we were crawling at snails pace behind the countless number of lorries and other vehicles.

As I peeped out from the window to see thousands of devotees bathing in the Ganges almost oblivious of the rotting jam that we were stuck in. I wished to run away from it but I had little choice than to watch it till it ends. When we got out of the jam it was late evening already, the fast was over but for us. So we cruised along, fighting our way again through potholes and bumps.

I desired for a second, “Oh God, Let me not have to to experience this again” The unaffected and unpretentious love of my parents soon made me regret what I said and that I was ready to experience this a thousand times for them, for them alone.

It is small town of U.P., A state which is notorious for its power cuts. People here rejoice if they get power for 10 hours a day. A place where sometimes a running fan is a luxury and not a necessity in the scorching sweaty heat of summer here.

Material comforts and wealth are no doubt attractive but the soul instead craves for contentment. But not for those with a dead conscience already.

When you say hello as a greeting

I was taken to class recently by a fellow muslim when I didn’t greet him with the usual salam and a handshake.
I have the habit that I don’t like to impose myself of a different faith on others. And don’t let others impose there radical beliefs on me.

Although there is no harm in saying Assalam o alaikum i.e. Let peace, mercy and kindness of God be upon you.
I just don’t want to feel and change my ways according to the "names" people have or "race" they are from and act accordingly.

But there are people who’d avoid and prefer not to side by people just because they have a beard or are devout muslims (or atleast they look like one)
This disgusts me and I eventually take the route that disgusts me even more.

I am hardly, hardly an archetype of a complete muslim and don’t mind much of religion but this not respecting of my privacy and religion puts me into a disarray.
Its a human tendency and quite natural. I begin to sympathisize with my fellow brothers.

"They bomb them, raid them, fuck their mothers and sisters and then call them terrorists" The route from "I love USA" to "I love USAMA" (This is taken from the movie Khuda ke liye meaning "For Gods sake")

I, personally believe that Islam is the most idealistic religion and should be a path to follow for everyone. Its the most peaceful and loving religion anybody can imagine.
Its only that a lot of misunderstandings keep floating about it. And also the lack of right information.
It is a different story although that I still couldn’t persuade myself of being the perfect follower.

moments of quietness

I remember talking to a good friend of mine sometimes back. Although its a little cliched but I just feel like writing it down now.
She goes like,
"The fairer sex always favor and like the company of smart talking boys, who can make them laugh. Not someone who travels around a dreamland twice and ask, Can you share the joke?"

Sometimes memories make us weak, they stop us from going to the extra mile just because we have never been there. But at the same time, they give us valuable means to live, to carry on and never give up.

She carries on,
"You should never try to rescue them stupidly and in turn earn their loathsome kindness. Infact the last thing you would want from them is to be kind to you."

I remember her words and I speak, I trip and fall down and pretend to laugh.
I don't mind being called dumb by others as long as my intense thoughts don't go in vain.

As nostalgia befalls again, I remember

This is the land of my hopes
This is the land of my dreams
This is where men with zeal stayed
Men who answered the leaders' call
It is here that torn-off love
Found the cohesive chords
It is here that wayward passions
Formed into frenzied love
It is here that the wild tulip learnt
How to make the scar of heart aglow
This is the land of my hopes
This is the land of my dreams
This is the place of men of vision
And of those with a challenging thought
Every morning here is new
And every evening newer still
Different is this tavern
And different are its norms
Different are the dancing cups
And different is their dance
Here drinking begets thirst a new
And different is this tavern's call
This is the land of my hopes
This is the land of my dreams
Here, conscience is the beacon light
And conscience is the guide
Here is the Mecca of heart resides the guiding faith
Ceaseless movement is our faith
And blasphemy it is to stay still
Here, the destined goal is the march on and on
Here, the swimming urge seeks
Newer and newer storms
Restless wave itself is our resurrected shore