LOVE & FREEDOM OF ISRAEL AND PALESTINE - ANSAR ALI ARMAN (i can read with my eyes shut .TXT) 📗

the Palestinians indiscriminately, wounding them, imprisoned them, and persistently pursued from their motherland, and we are always worried about being expelled from the new excuse.

 

 

And they say that killing man is the biggest sin. What could be the result of our sins? And what is the consequence? Because everybody must be face death. And we too believe in a religion and in our religion believe that there will be a resurrection after death. What will we answer there to the almighty Creator? This thought made me depressed.

If these innocent youth and unmarried ladies realize that killing people is a great sin. Then why should I be the commander of this sin?

Although they may not know anything about the past or future Israel Palestinian conflict. So they advised me not to retaliate. I acknowledged the crime again and told them to forgive me. The girl said that my father went to the second Intifada movement and got martyrdom. We have no other men than my younger brother in our house. My mother used to sew up the bark. Mother used to run our family through the income that was there. You killed her too. You kill us, and that will be the happy release for us.

Since the beginning of the 1940 A.D the massacre has continued till today. Can you say that how much millions of people have killed by Jews? You have almost all the parts of our birthplace Occupied. Gaza blockade, whoever wants to kill him, who is willing to rape her, there is no gas, electricity, water supply and food Gaza is now a living graveyard. If there is any talk about the matter, you will start a new settlement at our different border. Do you know when it will end? You do not know. It may will be known by your next generation.

I was shocked at the girl's words, thinking that the girl was just a young woman and without a house-worker, maybe there is nothing else to know. But it is so well aware and knows all about the history of the Palestinian conflict.

I asked what is your name?

The girl said Sultana.

Have you studied up to a class?

Running B.A (Hon's) third year of political science.

At that time my ideas about the girl changed slightly. I thought the girl was an educated young woman, and in her message it was understood that she is a wise woman, and a young man with humanity.

Suddenly, two bullets hit the room in a loud voice. At the same time, Sultana pushed me with one hands and pushed her brother with other hand and she fell down and said, fall down.

After the bullets got stuck, I was convinced from the nature of the firing that my soldiers operated it. Don't waste any time I came out the Israeli flag out of my pocket.

I came out and saw two soldiers are waiting under my camp and standing outside the house. They saw me as soon as they saw me, sir! Here? Sir, are you all right?

 

 

Sir, we thought Hamas was staying in the broken house. So we…

I said I am resting in the house. You go to the camp. I'm fine, come back to camp at night. And the operation is closed for now. The soldiers went away.

I wonder about the Sultana. Those with whom our bloody history, the history of the dead, and she is a learned, aware about past history of their homeland, a girl whose father was killed by our soldiers, whose mother has died for my bullets, could be so much humanly.

I asked Sultana, did not have any harm to your brother? No.

If you not saved my life today, otherwise may be my life could have been fired by the fire of our soldiers? We are your enemies, especially I am and also our troops have fired. If we were to blame, our soldiers would have been there. Then why did you save my life?

Sultana said I have not only saved you but also saved hundreds of Palestinians.

I said actually I did not understand your words ?

Sultana looked at my face and said, if you had been died on this bullet, then the fault would have fallen on the Palestinian Authority. The new operation was started on this reason. As the news was released, tensions started to spread again. The night sky would have been colored by the Palestinians' blood, like the light of daylight by Israeli ammunition and missiles. You had to take our land again, new restrictions would be imposed, would you like to hear more? I said no, no I understand it.

I thought that due to the murder of Sultana's mother, the creator miraculously wanted to shoot me with my soldiers, but my good fortune was that Sultana saved me. So I thought that if I dedicate this life to the Sultana, I would be thankful to her and that's what I should do.

I started to be commanded only in the ideals of Sultan's intellect, reality, and humanity.

I asked the boy what is your name?

Yakub

Do you study ?

Yakub said yes, read in the ninth grade in the United Nations-run school.

What do you want to do in the future after studying?

Yakub looked at my mouth for a long time. Then, leaving a sigh and said, "Never fruitful the dreams of the Palestinian youth, somebody must be prison to the Israeli side, someone wounded, lives in a crippled life, someone is killed, someone is lost everything and another's is fleeing to another country goes away". And the rest of the people continued to live a life of dying and die while agitating in the movement. Yet I have a dream I would be a doctor, so that I can provide treatment to the wounded Palestinians. To me the services of human being are the biggest task. I hate the victorious culture that will carry the procession carrying the flag of the winner over the bloody dead body and carry the procession.

 

 

I enjoy to give food for the hunger, I get the taste of the winner in the release of the prisoner, I struggled to overcome the obstacles, I love to forgive the defeated soldier, I think the use of force on helpless is an offense, I am the best creature, I am a man in the service of humanity, I am Yakub.

Brave Yakub, brave I respect you to tell your enchanted spirit, the right thinking of the future and the unlimited courage to take decisions of humanity.

I just started to think that these two brother and sister have lost their parents. Those who have their mother's body lying in front of them, there is no good future in front of them, yet the knowledge, thinking, humanity, and generosity of these two siblings that I have already received, they are the people of the highest rank. And I feel ashamed of myself as a killer.

In front of a bloody body Sultana and her brother Yakub all behavior seemed to me a little uneasy about my mind. I asked at one point that your usual behavior in front of your mother's body surprised me. Sultana said mournful news, seeing the body, caring the body on the shoulders, these are the everyday events of our country, we are always ready for these things. We can not cry anymore, our tears have dried up. After all, we just hope that we will be happy in Paradise after death. This world is a hell of hell for us. Our favorite motherland Palestine is a great living graveyard. Not to be born here for create, but for the purpose of birth is death here.

I'm hungry.

Sultana said there was no food in the house. After the meal at the end of the meal, when my mother said to go out to bring food, just a few minutes later your war campaign started. Do not go to the store again.

What a misfortune my mother, she told me about my safety, the mother forbade me to go outside the shop, but in the first place, she was injured by concrete injuries, and then died after being shot. And we have two brothers and sisters living in the ocean of pain and suffering.

Sultana was crying with sadness and said that there is no one else more in such a big world. How our livelihood will work, how our education will continue, all the future depends on our misery.

I kept pressing my tears very hard and repeatedly saying, 'Sultana', forgive me. Today I or our country is responsible for the consequences of this.

Sultana said simply removing eyes, you are directly responsible, and indirectly our country's leaders are also responsible. Of course, this is my personal opinion, may be my country's leaders will not accept it.

How? I said.

Sultana said that my opinion is that the world moves for power and money. They have survived in this world who struggle with military power and money. And those who struggled with powerless, they were buried in a futile life and buried in the coffin of defeat. Struggling to establish right to fair claims is

 

 

essential, but if I realize that defeat is surety before I struggle. Why should I give

life to a fail struggle? I would rather be able to acquire the strength to struggle with patience or try to acquire the right to a different tactic with intelligence.

In the words of Sultan, I see the colorful line of golden light in the new horizon. I wanted to talk to her. Her intelligence, reality and future thinking impressed me. My eyes were filled with charmed and beauty. After looking at the face of my military dress, and looking her with soft mind on her face. My eyes were repeatedly desired to look at her. An unknown happiness began to flow in my mind. I started enjoying this with joy and happiness.

She's so beautiful. By joining the form with her reality and qualification, she took place in my mind forever. Inside the chest of love rose awake. Humanity and love started working in my mind. In the first generation, I was drunk in the spring when I was a young boy, just as the spring seemed to have come back to my life. Many thoughts, many words, many plans, many hopes, many dreams were collected in my mind.

Yakub said, I have to bury my mother. Sultana said yes. Khalil uncle and the Imam should send the news.

Yakub said, I'm doing all the work, you just call uncle, but do not say anything about Daniel's presence. Seeing my name on the nameplate on my military dress, he remembers that my name is Daniel.

According to Muslim religious customs, all the processes of burial began to be completed. And I was hiding in the abandoned house of the staircase. While carrying the body, I was clearly listening to the neighboring Israeli chanting slogans. Slowly the sound of the slogans was reduced to the wind. Sultana's mother went to the grave and I (the enemy) inside the house. It seemed to me painful to myself.

I come down from the roof and saw the Sultana standing on the yard and was seeing the coffin bearer party. I went ahead to her as a criminal and said that Sultana apologized to you again for my crimes. And one thing, if you don't mind then I want to say.

Sultana did not give any answer. Not getting the answer, I was a little distraught in my mind. I thought everyone would come back to this house after the burial, so I decided to leave before they came back. And if I leave, Sultana may also get a little comfort in mind. I think he could not express his sadness or anger or anger to me because of fear or thinking about future. I said that I'm going to the camp, and come again tomorrow, I want to say many words.

Tears down his eyes she just said okay.

I went out of the house after a few steps and stood behind me and