06/13/2016
As the world around us is engulfed in stories of hate, violence and sorrow, the least we can do is to stand with the victims. The least we can do is to ask ourselves who and what gave us the right to punish those who we think are wrong?
Below is a poem that Syeda Rumana Mehdi'18 wrote in the light of the recent tragedy at Orlando:
The right love
When I was young,
My parents taught me,
That love was born out of love,
But they never told me,
About the rules of love,
That love is calculated,
You can never fall in love,
With the wrong person.
And who determines who is,
The wrong person?
Religion of course.
I wear my religion on my sleeve,
I may not pray five times a day,
But I've to kill a boy,
In love with a boy,
I may not fast during Ramadan,
But I'll murder a girl,
If she falls in love,
With a boy who is not from her sect.
It is my moral duty,
To spread morality.
The gun is now the new sign of morality,
The sound of the bullet is the new Azaan,
As we stand together,
Each of us holding a different Quran,
Each of us holding a different gun,
Each of us firing a different bullet,
In a different direction,
As we aim to wipe out immorality,
From planet Earth.
Why didn't my parents ever tell me,
That immorality is born out of love?
That to love someone,
Means to breach one's honor?
So fire a bullet through my chest,
For I fell in love,
With a human,
And I cant do that,
I had to fall in love,
With a man.
Because gender comes before,
Humanity.
Dig my grave next to that of an unmarked grave,
Of a victim of honor killing,
Like her, I've sinned,
And broken the rules of love.
But who gave you the right,
To shoot me?
So what if fifty people died?
So what if fifty-three people need blood?
No immoral can give blood to another immoral,
Love is not born out of love,
But death is born out of death.
I'll tell my children,
That they carry the responsibility of morality,
On their fragile shoulders,
That they have to protect everyone's honor,
And in doing so,
It is ok to kill someone,
But not ok to fall in love,
It is perfectly fine to r**e a girl in public,
But not fine at all to kiss a man in public,
It is socially unacceptable to talk about s*x,
But it is completely acceptable to hush any occurrence of marital r**e.
It is not Islam that needs to wiped off,
It is the hogwash that has brainwashed us,
It is the demonic icon of morality,
The illicit perception of love,
That needs to be thrown out,
Of our lives.
Today, we stand with Orlando,
Tomorrow, we'll stand with someone else,
And after that, we'll still be together,
Holding hands in our graves.
Tomorrow, I'll breathe my last,
Because I was physically assaulted by a man,
But a le***an wasn't allowed to give me blood,
I'll tell my children,
To carry grenades with them,
So that they can blow themselves up,
Before falling in love.