Thursday, 5 November 2015

Humans In My Life - Zakia


"I have always been a person who always got what she wanted in one form or another and I feel very grateful for this and appreciate the little things in life. Having said this I am not a spoilt person and the things I want in life are simple. 

When I was a child, I have always been a girly girl, loved wearing dresses and playing with dolls unlike my other sisters. Growing up in a deprived area and being a member of a large family you make do with what you get, like hand me downs.
It's every girls dream to have a dolls house to play with, unfortunately my parents could not afford those kind of toys for us, it was more of going out playing in the park until dark. 


I longed and dreamt of having a dolls house which I could house my funny looking trolls and dolls. 

One day an opportunity at school came up at wood-work to make animals out of wood and make a storage for them. 
I put my thinking cap on and built a wooden house for a sheep which fit the project requirement. 
I made my sheep house with a pointed roof with a chimney and windows so the sheep can look out and painted it pink just like a dolls house. 
My sheep house was displayed in school and I longed for the that term to end quick, so I could take it home. 
Once I got my sheep house home, the sheep disappeared and my trolls and dolls took residency in the wooden house. So finally I got my dolls house, it gave me much joy as it did my twin sister and we played for hours and made fire places and beds out of paper and made up stories.  
My dolls house didn't quite look the ones in the shop but I made it and took joy in playing with it. When I look back I realise this was a good lesson. When you think out the box you can alway get what you want and in my case it was a dolls house which started off as a sheep house".

From me to you: I think old is gold and I wish I had grown up in an era without gadgets and technology. However, I can only experience the simplicity of your hay days through your stories. 
Seeing you as I have grown up, I can see how hard you work to make a living. Time to time you treat yourself and why not? You value things more when you work hard for it and like the dolls house you made, the effort you put into it, and the pride you had at the end is exactly the same now when you accomplish something or get a new handbag or a pair of shoes. It shows how grateful you are even for the smallest things. I am glad you experienced the life where things were not handed on a plate because you have taught me to appreciate everything I have. You've taught how to make do with what I have and with patience and endurance, I can get what I have longed for.  


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Wednesday, 4 November 2015

Humans In My Life - Nazia

"The fear of fear.

I have always wanted to be someone who can be viewed as a leader or a role model in my industry and one of the ways was to be noticed.
There is a fear of drawing attention to yourself.
But when you need to stand out you have to swallow the pill of what scares you. To be a public speaker requires courage. It needs practise and it needs feelings to grab the audiences attention.

At the beginning of fhe year I enrolled in a weekend of public speaking and it was amazing. But I couldn't use their system so I let my character and my own personality shine up a room in front of 400 people.
What did I learn: EVERYONE IS SCARED OF SOMETHING so all you have to do is stand out and grind it out"

From me to you: I have seen you gradually grow into what you have become today. You have always been motivated to change your own life and the lives of others. It's nice to see you as a bubbly person and this is what makes you seem so confident. Despite the hurdles in your life, you have come out and reached hundreds and you have taken them on a journey. A few years ago, you would not have been able to do this. I say, take one step at a time, have faith and things will come to you. You have done so well so far. Keep it up. 

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Tuesday, 3 November 2015

Humans In My Life - Tahid

"I dream that when I'm 60 I can be a pensioner".
Tell me something else!
"What else can I tell you? That's my dream. Fine listen. 
I came to England in May 1969 as a child. I liked it. I enjoyed going to school and I came to learn english. I was looking forward to becoming an educated and professional person but I couldn't as I had to look after myself and work. I couldn't go into further education. But I am happy with my life and my family". 




From me to you: I think you have come really far. You came to this place with nothing, with very little English, yet you have managed to always succeed in the smaller things in life. You never put yourself first and you have raised a family, always provided for them and gave them shelter. This is the most important thing. This is what makes you an amazing father and a wonderful man. 

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Monday, 2 November 2015

Humans In My Life - Azizun

"I really miss being with my three sisters and two brothers before my marriage. We would eat together and laugh together and these days I miss this a lot. Before my marriage I didn't miss much but after, I miss everything".
From me to you: I wish I could see you as a young woman. All I have seen you do throughout your life is raise a family and tend to the needs of your children without ever complaining. I wish I could fulfil one of your wishes and reunite you with your siblings. But two of them are in a place far better than this world. Stay strong. 

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Sunday, 1 November 2015

Humans In My Life - Salma Razia Khatun

I am back!!!
I have been pretty quiet for a while now on this and it's time I make a come back and keep up with my writing and expressing myself. So I'm going to do something a little different. I've given myself challenges in the past, making sure I post every week or every few days. This time I'm going to challenge myself to post EVERYDAY throughout November. 

This challenge will be a bit like 'Humans of New York' but with a twist. It will be more on a personal level and I will call this 'Humans In My Life'. 
Each day will be dedicated to someone in my life who has had an impact on me or has just been there whether I have needed them or not.

My layout will be a bit like this: a paragraph which I have made these people send me, their picture and a few sentences from me to them. 

When I sent my friends messages, asking them to send me a random paragraph on themselves and a picture, curiosity was killing them. But I wanted to keep this a surprise. So I hope it catches them as a surprise. They just have to wait for the day I will post on them. 
So these messages will vary and there is no theme. Some have written from their heart and some from their mind. Not only does this challenge allow me to get to know the people in my life a bit more but it will allow them to see what I think of them. 
I hope this works out.
I'll get started with me.

"There's nothing amazing about me. I'm just a young woman who loves to laugh, make others laugh and travel. I seek peace and adventure and like everyone in this world, I yearn to see the unseen. 
I have made my loved ones experience stomach pains from laughter and I have caused my loved ones heart ache from my wrong actions. 
I wish I could take some weight of my shoulders and turn back time to change some events in my life but growing up makes me appreciate life's small and big mistakes. It has made me who I am today. 
I see myself travelling and leaving footprints in places where no one has set foot on, reporting from different parts of the world and being known as 'Salma that amazing journalist'. I see myself being a cool aunt to the children of my siblings and a helpful daughter to my parents. I see myself raising a small family and having my husband support the decisions I make in my life and joining me on the journeys I make. But for now, I am content where I am in life and I am very grateful for everything I have. P.s: I love camels and donkeys". 



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Wednesday, 16 September 2015

When Netanyahu came to London

This blog piece will be about my personal journey of the Palestine and Israel conflict. So, if your are not ready for a bias (I am being upfront here) truthful account on what is going on, I suggest you build up the courage and read on.

Where does one start?

Summer 2014 maybe (brief history)
Summer 2014, I had my flight booked to go to the West Bank to stay in a camp and get a cultural experience and see how Palestinians live. Not only would I have visited the Palestinian side, but the Israeli side and the occupied territories. (You know, the land which was forcefully taken from Palestinians, driving them out of their own homes)
Unfortunately, on the day of my outbound flight, our flight was cancelled to Tel Aviv due to what was happening out there.

Summer 2014 (even though this conflict goes way back) - I spent my whole summer going to Pro-Palestinian protests, making simple bracelets so we can sell and donate the money towards aid that was needed in Gaza and bucket fund raising.
I wish we didn't have to do all this, protest for justice and peace, for land which rightfully belongs to Palestinians, for the apartheid wall to be taken down and for an end to the killing and bombing going on.

The ground invasion of Gaza in 2014 -called 'Operation Protective Edge' started of when two young Israeli boys were supposedly kidnapped on Palestinian territory. They were found not long after but all hell broke lose.
Netanyahu ordered the ground invasion of Gaza to take place were thousands of Gazans were killed, displaced from their homes as they were getting bombed, had no food and aid was not allowed to enter the Gaza Strip. There was no where to go or hide.
Israelis took to hills which gave them a good view of the ground invasion and cheered as each explosion took place before their eyes. They cheered as another building was bombed to pieces. They cheered as each limb was ripped to pieces.
This is the disgusting side of some humans. How can one cheer knowing that innocent lives were being killed?
Four boys who were playing football on the Gaza beach beach were murdered by Israelis, a young boy from the West Bank was burnt and beaten to death and his cousin- an American Palestinian was beaten to the point were he was unrecognisable. (This still happens today...)

My point of this blog is, Netanyahu, the man behind all this murder, bloodshed, injustice and occupation was invited to London by our Zionist supporting Prime Minister David Cameron.
Thousands rounded up in front of Downing Street protesting against this and for Netanyahu to be arrested. This protest was rather intense as there were two sides. Pro-Palestinians and Pro-Israelis who were carrying their flags shouting their support for Netanyahu.

Shocker
There was only a few Israeli supporters chanting anti Palestinian chants. (What they did was steal anti Israeli chants and alter them to make them their own. They steal land, cultural foods and chants as well)
The Palestinian supporters outdid the number of Israeli supporters. What came to my surprise was the number of Christians who were on the Pro Israeli side. Do they not know that the side which they support are the ones killing innocent Christian Palestinian?
And Black Israeli supporters!? I understand there are Black Jews but for them to be supporting Israel was mind boggling. They are disliked and are wanted out. They are discriminated against but they are willing to stand for Israel. (Well that's none of my business...)
Officers as segregation between Israeli & Palestinian supporters 
The fun side
As intense as this protest was, I cannot lie and say it was all so serious (well it was but..) There were some fun elements to it such as slowing down the nice looking cars who held the Israeli flag up high and facing them with the Palestinian flags, then getting the cars ambushed and ripping their flag apart. Many were arrested but the audacity to fly the flag amongst those who were against it was rather stupid.
Israel supporters tried to aggravate the Palestinian supporters (at times it worked) but it seemed as though some police officers were taking none of it and actually arrested a few of them.

Police Officers
Police officer watching as people protest
Police officers were quite surprising actually. Many of them had no idea why they were here and it was nice to explain to them. It is not that they are not willing to learn but they are not really allowed to have a political involvement so they decide to stay out of it completely. But many agreed that if they were out of uniform, they would be on the same side as those who supported humanity.
My sister is a police officer and at the protests last year, she was policing some of the protests as we, her siblings were protesting. But as she went on a break from policing for a year, she decided to take part in the protests and it was her colleagues who were policing us. Officers are often hated and during these protests, protesters forget that these officers are doing their job and are trying to protect

Pro Palestinians being penned in
us and they do not get the respect they are due. It was nice talking to them and they appreciated that at least some people understood them. At the end of the day, they are human and are trying to help us as individuals but it is the policing system which fails us.

Getting Public transport involved
As I was standing in the middle of the road on one side of the traffic, I got bus drivers, taxi drivers cyclists and passer byers to join in the protest. 'Come on driver, you seem like you support Palestine. Give us a smile' and they would smile. 'Beep if you support Palestine driver' and they would press their horn. These drivers received a cheer from a huge crowd of Pro Palestinians. But not everything went as well. One driver closed his window on me... it didn't hurt - at all.
Cyclists raised their fist up high in solidarity with Palestinians and JON SNOW - Channel 4 news presenter - even cycled by. He was on the grounds of Gaza last year reporting the reality on what was happening.

We waited for Netanyahu to leave the building but there are so many exits to leave the Prime Minister's office so we didn't see him. Obviously he was too scared to face us and come out the way which is normally used. Dahm right he used another exit for his safety. He would have been ambushed. As the protest was supposed to be coming to an end, Pro Palestinians were not going to be the first to leave. We were going to be the last. There were only a handful of Netanyahu supporters left and some of them had put down their flags. We out numbered them. We stood opposite each other out voicing them as well. Where had they gone? Tired too quickly?

Getting rid of the last flying flag
They quickly dispersed and there were two men left still holding their flag a bit down the road. It was mine and my sister's duty to get rid of them. So we went and she held the Palestinian flag peacefully in their face. We told them that Judaism is a beautiful peaceful religion and they are ruining it with their Zionist antics. They argued otherwise and told us not to tell them how to practise their religion which we were not doing. I let my sister speak for the two of us as she knows a bit more and can hold a civilised conversation. They offered to take us for a cuppa coffee to talk - which was surprising to me.
Israeli man: Let's go for a cuppa coffee and talk about this. My treat
Me: Wow, you are willing to spend a few pounds on someone but yourself.
Yes this was surprising as in the UK, there is a stereotype that they are money hungry and selfish - to some extent. So to be offered a coffee came as a shock.
An elderly man got involved in our conversation and was talking about someone (I think someone who was related to him) and how she as a Palestinian was denied entry to Palestine.
Elderly man; She is Palestinian but has never been to Palestine
Israeli man: Then how is she Palestinian?
Elderly man: She is not allowed into her own country!
Me: *LOLS*
Israeli man: *turns to me* No need to be so rude
Is he stupid!? Millions of Palestinians are not allowed into their own country, for some, their birth place or their parents birth place. But they are still Palestinian. Of course I would laugh at his face for his stupidity.
Anyway, they could no longer hold this mature conversation any longer and one even admitted to it telling his friend 'Come on let's go. I cannot stand this conversation any more'. And off they went... walking away from Pro Palestinians with their flag held low.
And that is the story of how me and my sister got rid of the last Israeli flying flag, avoided arrest, conversed with officers and protested against Netanyahu.


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