September 25th, 2003 by

Some questions came easy, others asked me directly.
‘What are you doing to stop the terrorists?’
I tell them I’m here, giving out information, to teach and educate the public. Terrorists don’t have to use physical weapons. Some hate. Others discriminate. That’s what I’m doing to stop the terrorists.

I must have talked to over a hundred people today. My voice is lost but not. It’s gone but not afar. It’s done for, for You.

I realized but the book I was giving out, I had not yet finished reading myself. A puzzlement, it stood in front of me amidst the crowd, a tall stranger with crossed arms and a concerned look on its face. Its eyes searched for mine constantly but never aggressively. The choice was mine. The compulsion I had to seed myself. I didn’t want to acknowledge it, I tried to avert my gaze, to be busy here and there look look I’m occupied I have things to do soon soon I promise I’ll do that. The stranger never went away…

We sat in a half circle finally, our heads leaning in to hear each other. Our breaths half cool in the mist evening, the music from the background had become a pulse to us, throbbing moving pushing. We ate our egg gyro’s that a wife made us, water in white foam cups. I held his hand, a grandfather, a social worker, a tall black caring man, with pale white deep eyes, an exhaustion that was half etched half faded in his constant smile. He smiled and asked me to read out loud to him Ayat Al Qursi. At each phrase, he nodded affirming.
He looked at me and suggested I read the next verse too.

Let there be no compulsion in religion: Truth stands out clear from Error: whoever rejects evil and believes in Allah hath grasped the most trustworthy hand-hold, that never breaks. And Allah heareth and knoweth all things.

Touch words, that cannot change. Caress phrases that dance away. Wrap sounds that melt from your lips to your tongue to your mouth to your throat down to your very soul itself.


2 Responses to “fairdayII”

  1. Chickpea Says:

    Assalamu Alaykum,

    Yikes thats a really deep post, I especially like that last paragraph it sort of reminds me of a Rumi quote (everything generally does)…..

    “Let yourself be silently drawn by the pulling of that which you truly love” Rumi

  2. Waleed Says:

    jaza kala khair ChickPea.

    the past few days have just been extremely busy, what with the fair and all…your own blog seems to be suffering from lack of service. if i may, i would recommend a switch to blogger.com or movableType.

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