War And Peace.
February 2006 will go down in history as one of the important periods that redefined the relationship between the kafir and the Muslims. From now on things will never be the same again, thanks to a couple of guys who presumed wrong that Muslims won't be offended by the cartoons. Or maybe they presumed right, or maybe this is all part of a larger scheme of things to get everyone hating one another so that someone somewhere, especially gun manufacturers, can make a lot of money selling their weapons to both sides so we can kill one another since this world is already over-populated as it is and that the chances of a widespread disease that can kill millions is not going to happen between now until December. Maybe this is part of a grander strategy to reduce the consumption of oil to bring down the price to an acceptable range to US$30 per barrel. That way more people will be able to afford larger SUVs that guzzles up a gallon of gas just backing up the driveway.
The truth is this not an isolated incident. There's someone orchestrating this whole thing and we are dancing to the tune that could very well lead us all to self destruction. The truth is we will never know. The truth is all we have is the little voice in our heart when our eyes are exposed to the cartoons depicting the Prophet S.A.W as terrorist, womanizer and liar. The truth is we are angry like we've never been angry before. And we are not going to let this go away just like that without someone getting hurt.
I am not sure how long this will play itself, how long will it take for this to go away. Going by what has happened before, the Muslims don't have a long memory and we will soon come around when all the shouting is done and the streets are quiet again except for a few riot police on patrol, chatting among themselves about what it was that got the people so excited that a few of them got hurt by rubber bullets, and one died in Afghanistan.
All quiet on the Damansara Perdana Front. There's no riot here. No anger whatsoever. It's a peace-loving neighborhood where everyone has a job to go to in the morning. Everything is so middle-class and metropolitan here that it is pointless to be excited over a series of cartoons, nevermind if the cartoons are that of the Prophet S.A.W. This is a peaceful neighborhood, nothing overly Islamic about this place except for a surau where Indonesian construction workers whose name you don't bother to find out perform their solat five times a day. No need to think about the Prophet S.A.W here because you don't need him to tell you how to lead your life because you are so smart. Educated. Intelligent. So intelligent that you don't even know the difference between hadith soheh, muttawatir, ahad, hassan, daif, or qudsi. You don't want know him which is why you don't have in your nice collection of books in your house anything by Imam Bukhari's 12 Jilid of Hadith Soheh, or Imam Muslim, or Imam Nawawi, or Tarmidzi, or Ahmad, or Ibn Majah or anything. Which is why you don't see the point what it is that got people so excited over cartoons. What's a big deal?
What's a big deal.
I can't tell you because I don't know how to get through to you.
The truth is this not an isolated incident. There's someone orchestrating this whole thing and we are dancing to the tune that could very well lead us all to self destruction. The truth is we will never know. The truth is all we have is the little voice in our heart when our eyes are exposed to the cartoons depicting the Prophet S.A.W as terrorist, womanizer and liar. The truth is we are angry like we've never been angry before. And we are not going to let this go away just like that without someone getting hurt.
I am not sure how long this will play itself, how long will it take for this to go away. Going by what has happened before, the Muslims don't have a long memory and we will soon come around when all the shouting is done and the streets are quiet again except for a few riot police on patrol, chatting among themselves about what it was that got the people so excited that a few of them got hurt by rubber bullets, and one died in Afghanistan.
All quiet on the Damansara Perdana Front. There's no riot here. No anger whatsoever. It's a peace-loving neighborhood where everyone has a job to go to in the morning. Everything is so middle-class and metropolitan here that it is pointless to be excited over a series of cartoons, nevermind if the cartoons are that of the Prophet S.A.W. This is a peaceful neighborhood, nothing overly Islamic about this place except for a surau where Indonesian construction workers whose name you don't bother to find out perform their solat five times a day. No need to think about the Prophet S.A.W here because you don't need him to tell you how to lead your life because you are so smart. Educated. Intelligent. So intelligent that you don't even know the difference between hadith soheh, muttawatir, ahad, hassan, daif, or qudsi. You don't want know him which is why you don't have in your nice collection of books in your house anything by Imam Bukhari's 12 Jilid of Hadith Soheh, or Imam Muslim, or Imam Nawawi, or Tarmidzi, or Ahmad, or Ibn Majah or anything. Which is why you don't see the point what it is that got people so excited over cartoons. What's a big deal?
What's a big deal.
I can't tell you because I don't know how to get through to you.
posted by Bergen at
8:52 PM
6 Comments:
We are so absorbed in our daily affairs that we raise an eyebrow on this issue, probably fight over it over teh tarik..but that's about it. We have most of the books u mentioned in our house, but I haven't gotten to finishing even a chapter of the Saheh Bukhari and am still struggling thru my tafsir al azhar which i bought 6 years ago. How many times I actually sit down to read the Quran in a month is shameful if u compare it with the amount of time I spend BLOGGING. Guilty as charged.
You got through alright. Gulp.
I am too ashamed to comment anything here.
Spot Bergen! I like it when you are fired up with such passion regarding our religion. Alhamdulilah.
Anedra- maybe we can alot probably at least half an hour at night to digest the tafseer and hadeeth? Insyallah kita cuba!
or we can try to read the tafsir while sitting (or standing) in the LRT on our way back to Damansara Perdana..To those driving, you can also buy CDs..
Dah terbiasa insulate ourselves in security & comfort kot. i personally dont have the courage to stand up and DO something about the wrongs of this lifetime... paling2 pun mengeluh and wallow in the 'hopelessness & helplessness'of the situation. all i've been doing is try to raise some form of awareness within my circle of control but thats hardly a speck of dust worth of effort, i know.
Anedra / AuntyN / Noni / Dr Roza / Atiza / Red Kebaya:
Actually we know little about Islam because we presume being born-Muslim is enough and it is enough that we get what little knowledge we know in Fiqh and Tauhid to carry us through. Unfortunately, what little knowledge we have isn't enough to deal with the constant barrage on Islam to shake the aqidah, making us unsure of what we know and therefore confused. This is made worse by the ulamas who constantly bickering among themselves on certain ijma' making the public even more confused.
I pity the next generation who have to deal with even challenging ideologies that may shake their aqidah. If the cold reaction of the Malaysian Muslim over the cartoon incident can be used as the yardstick to measure how much we love Islam then we have a problem.
Dr Roza:
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