15 November, 2010

I wish the concepts of morality weren’t so vague and all that gray. I wish they were simpler, in terms of black and white, but then again I wouldn’t want simple, black and white things to impose. A little wandering here and there to get to the truth keeps me entertained, but then I am scared of losing ways too.

The reason I ever thought that the concepts of morality should be simpler is because I don’t want to be confused all the time. I do want to know how being certain feels, although I am certainly not certain enough about certainty being a bliss! But the grass has got to look greener at the other side, hence my need to check out that side of the fence!

Anyway, let’s get to the point. A goat in my neighborhood died last night, not a very natural death though, because he was slaughtered. And he was slaughtered in the middle of the night because he was ill and it was highly probable that he would die any minute so the owner thought it was wise to just slaughter a sick animal and make its meat halaal. Or probably he was thinking that he would end the goat’s suffering if he just ordered it to be slaughtered there and then and made it easier for the poor thing to embrace death. I don’t know about his intentions, but I know that I was feeling terrible having to see a sick animal being slaughtered. Later, when I was looking out of the window, I saw all those other animals tied downstairs, and that’s when it struck me that all these are going to be slaughtered too. It’s a common knowledge that these animals are here to be killed (sacrificed) and it’s a practice I have observed since I was a child - animals being killed every year in the name of God.

These animals are God’s creatures, he made them as he made us, and then he ordered us to sacrifice one each year for him, so why is it so hard for me to understand that it is meant to be this way? Why should I question the sacrifice of something that God made himself and asked us to return it to Him in the form of a sacrifice! Probably it’s all that “animal rights” thing that is getting to me. I mean, being sad for a goat when I eat chicken every single day of my life at the cost of their death doesn’t make me the best person to talk about animal rights but all I am trying to convey here is that I felt terrible at the death of that goat. Now the question is why am I never sad at goats being slaughtered in assembly line on the day of Eid? Is it the mental conditioning or do I really think that it’s okay to kill something when God wants us to kill it, but not otherwise? Having to be in this situation, what should my moral duty be? Listening to my creator or lending an ear to the pleas of those voiceless animals? Well, I don’t really know the answers; I am just a person with many questions.

13 November, 2010

[picture taken from Nokia 5630]

"Lost love is still love. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it."--Eddie's Wife
— Mitch Albom (The Five People You Meet in Heaven - Meniti Bianglala)