Are you a semitist
or an anti-semitist? From rightwinger or leftwinger? Either you are a religionist
Muslim or non-Muslim? Perhaps an atheist? What of it? There is a more important
fire, care on it and try to extinguish it. And care on these “essential” advices:
“You’ll never die!..
You’ll get how to do this, but you won’t die!..
The queens and kings of other countries
will be under your rulership!
You’ll breed seeds and give them
whoever you wish to give. If you don’t want,
you won’t give! They’ll worship on your
feet to get them. The delicious fruits
of those seeds will be poisoned. You’ll
make all humanity ill and keep the medicine in your hands. They’ll appeal it from
you. Whoever you want, you’ll give the medicine them or not. Whoever you want,
will live or die.
You’ll be more than whole of the World.
Even you become less, you’ll be more.
You’ll be everyone, but none’ll be you.
You’ll hurt them, but they won’t
scream. You’ll be the hurter and the screamer.
You’ll diminish them, but you won’t
fight.
You’ll plant fight feeds onto earth and
make others to mow.”
advices,
Jewish Levi to Rukofil,his grandson in the novel of writer,Turgay Guler. He advices
those because, he is one of a few Jews who can escape from a massacre against
Jews. He advices because, Ahuda, Rukofil’s mum is also fired barbarously.
Because, she is also Jew.
What
happens to Rukofil? In the novel, we see that Rukofil gets the immortality
syrup and successes living till now. If he lives, where is he now?
When
we look for him and we see him squatted down on the top of Big Ben in England,
on the firebrand of Freedom statue in USA, on Eifel in France and on Pizza
Tower in Italy with a great pleasure.
When
we turn our heads to Middle East and East, we see that he works hardly there.
His work is hard but his pleasure is the greatest. He drinks his immortality coctail
of blood and pyo in Palestine, in Domescus in Kashmir, in East Turkestan, in Aleppo, in
Cairo and in Tal’Afar.
Later,
he notices that, someones say “Raise your Voices for All Oppressed People” and
declare a day:”14th of August, World Rabia Day”. He doesnt’t even cock them a
snook. He never does either…
Because,
he weaved his fabrics on his stall knot by knot… So, he knows them very well.
He knows that whoever screams or not, consciously or unconsciously passed
throughly his stall. And they don’t see the reality. They scream to far aways
where “the main enemies” are located. Rukofil looks to people surprisingly because
he sees them very similar to him as if his clons. He just sniggers.
What?
Don’t you believe the presence of that stall?
That
stall is present. Believe or not!
So,
how happened this? How those clons emerged?
Don’t
we whimper that we are degenerated? Don’t we grizzle from the absence of
fellowship, the miss of fidelity, the lack of pacta sund servanda? Aren’t money and seat the most important things in
our lives? Think! Till when we didn’t make emphaty to others. Because,
“we have to live”. It doesn’t matter others live or die. Opportunism becomes our
road map. Arrogance is our right. We create sosyological and psycological
methods skillfully. We plant seeds via believes, politics and ideals and create
“others”. Later, we mow those “others” with the scythe of Azrael. But, we have
very significant “because”s.
Because: “conditions”, “ı’ve
to” , “I’ve to keep the balances”.
These excuses make lying, manoeuvring and opportuning allowable… One of the most painful method on
this allowance is using religional terminology…
So, “grace” just takes place as a name of an actress in our minds…
After getting the allowance, we begin to victimize. We victimize
the weakest ones; kids, poors, women… Yes, wo-men… By the way, only the names
change. It doesn’t matter, if it is Asma or Rabia… Name Rabia means forth in
Arabic. Because she is the forth kid of her family. Just a number… That’s all… But,
when they give up from life or when someone take their soul, at that moment
they become valuable. We keep a great respect to them. We keep their photoes on
our hearts or heads. Formula is hard but simple. Those people who speak
respectly about saint women like Sumayya, create todays Sumayyas with “essential”
excuses. Isn’t it funny? It’s it time of laugh!.. Laugh, laugh, laugh!..
Ok, Ok… Let’s stop laughing and see the reality: It’s obvious that
a Rukofil is created inside of us. Yes, we transformed into Rukofils and became
more than Rukofil. So, don’t look for Rukofil either in Tel Aviv, or in Oval
Office or in the ornamental and cold lounges of Buckingham Palace… Know that it
is inside of our bloods.
So, it is time to ease Rukofil out. And, if it is time to say “Life
to Asmas” and time to make Rabia signs with our four fingers, we need initially
taking those fingers back from our ears and eyes. So we have to greet the
humanity with them. It doesn’t matter we use the words of Koran or other
universal humanitarian dictionaries.
Giving a voice for the oppressed ones is the solution? We have to
direct the voice into the right place: to our ears, inside of us…
It requires a strong ear, but I’m sure the voice has to be
directed INSIDE OF US…
by; Berrin Sevil KAZANCI
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