Friday, August 12, 2016

Stop in the name of Allah, the most merciful!

This is a poetic petition to the youth around the world who is picking up guns in the name of God and is giving up their own lives to fulfill the agenda of those who sit in their safe sanctuaries. These young lives belong to a variety of backgrounds and they are being misled in the name of Allah, the most merciful. It is absolutely unacceptable! The internet is full of information on this recruitment process and the consequences. Here's one news story:

People have picked up arms in almost all religions including Christianity, Hinduism, Judaism and even Buddhism. However, never before young lives were targeted the way they are now. There is an entire recruiting machinery that is out there recruiting them to kill, to be wives of terrorists (who many times end up being sexually exploited) and recruit others using various ways including the social media. In addition, it is not only the extremism that is enticing them to join ISIS but the unfortunate ‘Islamophobia’, particularly in the west, pushes them to the sidelines. It makes things even more complicated. I also recognize that religious extremism is not the only cause that drives our youth to abuse and exploitation. However, this particular poem comes from the accumulation of pain that arose every time I heard a young life was sacrificed for religious extremism in the last couple of years. I do want to emphasize on one thing though that most of these young people are not devoted Muslim people, on the contrary either they are new converts or do not believe at all. So at the end of the day, none of this is really about Islam, this is way beyond one religion and includes actions, behaviors and ideologies of people from different backgrounds and religious groups.

We cannot eliminate this horrible movement by labeling these young lives as terrorists and bombing them. We must bring our children back with compassion. It is both our right and duty to tell them the truth using many ways and many times. It is said that God is love and there is nothing we can do to reduce His love, mercy and grace for us. It is equally true for all the people that have gone astray in the name of extremism and I urge them to come back in the name of Allah.

Stop, my brother and sister,

Stop because you’re too precious.

Look, there is more and better,

All blessings of The Most Gracious!

Yes, killing the infidel

might be an order,

But the same source says,

Forgiveness is better!

Agreed, it is not easy forgive those

who have caused us the pain,

But it is possible,

If one changes the thought lane

There are little joys around,

The smiles of our dear ones,

The prayers and wishes of elders,

Are all His divine inspirations

Choose to bless others,

Choose life over death,

Choose to spread His love,

Not to promulgate human wrath.

Allah made us all with great care,

And His actions are never erroneous,

Choose to nurture His creation,

Chose to support his loving plans.

If He so desires today,

To bring a people to destruction,

He is able to do it on His own,

He doesn’t need to rely on extremism

If He wanted everyone to be alike,

To think in a uniform fashion,

He could’ve done exactly that,

And instilled in us an identical passion

But He made us different,

He diversified our choices,

He gave us the power to think,

He empowered our voices.

It’s not over yet,

You still have a chance,

A chance to live and prosper,

On earth, see paradise at a glance!

He still wants you to be like Him,

His purpose for you is not defeated,

For the well-being of His creation

You are very much needed.

Help the non-believer to believe

To see the hand of the most high,

To the most merciful and most gracious,

I urge you, my dear, become an ally!



  1. मुझे नहीं लगता कि कार्पोरेट जगत द्वारा प्रायोजित आतंकवाद कभी खत्म होने का नाम लेगा. यह बहुत बड़ा व्यवसाय है. नकारात्मक टिप्पणी के लिए मुझे माफ करना बिटिया.

  2. Sir, I too sometimes become negative and loose hope. In this world where wars are supporting some powerful businesses in the powerful countries, the hope for peace is weakened. My calling in life is to keep that hope alive and keep walking in that direction and if possible bring few others with me on that path. Let's hope against hope, sir!


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