Sleep my little baby

Sleep my little baby,
Sleep through the night
Sleep my little baby
As mumma sings lullaby
Sleep under the stars
There is nothing to fear
Sleep my little baby
Under the cool moonlight
The gentle breeze cools you
And brings you delight
The fragrance of night flowers
Envelops you tight
Sleep my little baby
As morning star rise
The birds sing a song for you
And the dew drops kiss you by
Sleep my little baby
As the sun comes up
Sleep my little baby
As it warms you a bit
As the flowers open wide
And butterflies flutter by
As the cattle go to graze
And the birds sing around
Sleep my little baby
Sleep a peaceful sleep
Sleep away from pain
From the world's turmoil
Sleep my little baby
As sun begins to set
Sleep my little baby
As the evening star shines
Sleep my little baby
As birds return home
Sleep my little baby
Your nights filled with beautiful dreams
Sleep my little baby
Angels keep a watch on you
Sleep my little baby
Sleep till we meet again

What is eid?

Eid is not sweets and eid is not sacrifice. Eid is not new clothes and eid is not shopping. Eid is devotion. Eid is worship. Eid is about being thankful to God for the various bounties and seeking forgiveness for the wrongs of the past. Eid is a promise to make amends for the past mistakes and make the future better. Eid is for thanking and forgiving. Eid is for helping the needy and bridging the gaps with people. Eid is holding on to each other.  Eid is the name of strengthening the human relations. Eid is strengthening the bonds of family and friends, coming to closer to acquaintances and forming relations with strangers. Eid is coming closer as one human family.

It is not funny

Charlie hebdo's insensitive cartoon of the dead Syrian boy and the refugee crisis reflects the hatred and the contempt of its publishers. Making fun of somebody's misery, laughing at an innocent child's death is not a thing of civilized people. It just reflects the lack of human values and the hatred for anyone who is different from them.
Freedom of speech is a great freedom but every right comes with an inherent responsibility. Speech should not be in mocking fun of the poor and the destitutes rather it should be with responsibility. Humor cannot be at the expense of somebody's emotions, it cannot be at somebody's misery. Humor should be a weapon of change, it should be used to curb social evils. It is not humor if it mocks at basic human rights.

It's a clock!

The arrest of the 14 year old Muslim boy, Ahmad, in Texas when he took his invention, a home made digital clock is shameful. A young boy is removed from school just because he likes to invent and his teachers are just not smart enough. His creativity, his wings are clipped because of islamophobia. In time when he was asking for appreciation, he was tortured. This is not the way to treat our children. Instead of guidance and encouragement he was barred from school. Instead of apology, the police wants to press charges of making a hoax bomb. And the boy had kept repeating that it's a clock. The incident clearly reflects the stupidity of the authorities and the spread of islamophobia. And nobody paid attention to the fact that he was saying that it's a clock.

Race to destruction

Everywhere I turn, I see misfortune. Every country is struggling either with internal disturbances or external threats. Everywhere there is pain and suffering. The poor, the hungry, the refugees, the minorities, the indigenous groups, men, women, children and old, peasants and workers, they are all suffering. Everywhere politics, the lust for power and wealth is driving nations to destruction. Racism, hatred for different religions and nations, is hardening the hearts. Natural calamities are the earth's way of saying that it cannot bear anymore. Mankind is devoid of humanity. It is racing towards destruction. Men have forgotten how to love, how to share. These are dark times. Really dark.

Syria- my heart bleeds for you

It has been over four years that I have been reading and writing about the human rights violations in Syria. Reading and sharing about the plight of children of Syria. Torture, rapes, destruction of homes, death, every single heinous crime is being committed on the soil of Syria by the most wicked of men. People fleeing their homes to escape oppression is enough heartbreaking. The tragedy is when they don't have anyone to take them. Struggling on small boats to escape oppression, many have lost their lives. Those who reached safely are refugees. The heart breaking picture of the body of little boy that was washed on the beach two days back has become the symbol of the oppression that these innocent lives are facing. He is one of the millions who were the future, the future that is now turned into dust. All they need is our prayers and our help. The help from the authorities to give them asylum. They need us, the children of Syria need us. They are not in war that they entered themselves, they are oppressed by a wicked regime. They need a better world, they need someone to fulfil the promise of love that their parents made when they were conceived. Peace is what they want. Justice is what they need.