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Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Journey to Palestine: Pre-flight Jitters

Just wanted to get something typed up, just in case I don't get another chance for a while. The time is nigh and I feel prepared. I smile as I contemplate on all the things the Creator has created; the smallest things make me smile, like thinking about the notion that even something as small as an ant has a 'rooh' - a spirit that it has been blessed with. Wow. Seems like 3am brings out the monk in me. Real rollercoaster of emotions going on atm - giddyness at the thought of smiles beaming through the crippled terrain; sadness at the thought of crippled terrain leaning over crooked smiles.

I am blessed. I have the support of many. Parents have been so cool until today when they uncontrollably adopted the usual rituals: Where are you landing again? How long's the flight? You're definitely not alone? Oh baa! ...and the like. I'd say the highlight of my day was the awkward silence of a brother which said, 'I love you; i'll miss you' :-D

Excuse the randomness but I have a recurring dream which goes a little something like this:

I get stopped in my tracks as I'm walking through,
No idea what they're about to do.
I smile inside as they drag me through,
Discreetly through the crowd into a side room.
They make me stand right beside a small stool,
Won't allow me to sit, who's to tell 'em what to do?
'I know something about you...
I know where you live and where you went to school...
I know the names of your siblings and your parents too...
I know where they work and what they like to do...
So all we're asking for is the truth...
This won't take long and we'll soon be through...'
I'm all strapped in, no I can't win,
Can you believe I'm guilty, before the sin?

*wake up in a sweat*

Dry your eyes; smile. I'm smiling.
Allah is enough for me.

I'll try to keep this blog updated, hopefully with things that'll make you smile. If not, consider my time being better spent. Maybe we can talk about other things someday; for now, my heart bleeds for Palestine.

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