Pakistan’s Father Teresa

Google honors Abdul Sattar Edhi‘s birthday on their homepage. He would have been 89. When I saw it, I felt very sad and nostalgic for the man we have lost.

Often dubbed as “Angel of Mercy” and also known as “Pakistan’s Father Teresa,” Edhi Sahab (Mr. Edhi) lived a modest and monkish life since his early youth. He founded the world’s largest volunteer ambulance network in Pakistan, the Edhi Foundation. And his death last year on July 8, 2016 deeply saddened me. Although my family and I donate to his foundation a lot, I feel sad that I never even bothered to meet him. However, I can honestly say that he is my biggest inspiration and I aspire to be more like him.

I am really glad Google is commemorating him today and showcasing his philanthropic work for the whole world to see. I know that Edhi Sahab (Mr. Edhi) very much disliked being in the spotlight, but I believe he deserves recognition and praise for being the humanest human in a world struck by hate and cruelty.

Truly, this world is in dire need of kindness, selflessness and humanity. It needs more people like Edhi Sahab, because our world is stricken by war, religion, color and hate. Especially now, with the news of the travel bans and talks of building walls to divide us all.

Here are 7 things you didn’t know about Abdul Sattar Edhi:

  1. He created his exceptional foundation out of nothing when he was only 19 years old and penniless. (Slogan: Live and help live)
  2. He lived a modest and humble life from his childhood till his death. (He worked for free, didn’t take a salary, and only owned two suits of clothes)
  3. His humanitarian work didn’t just limit to Pakistan. In 2005, he raised $100,000 for the victims of Hurricane Katrina in Louisiana. (He was always actively involved in International affairs)
  4. He was offered treatment abroad, but he insisted on being treated in a government hospital at home.
  5. He left behind 20,004 children. (He only has 4 biological offspring, but he adopted 20,000)
  6. His parting words were: “Take care of the poor people of my country.”
  7. Many have debated time and again that he has been overlooked for the Nobel Peace Prize and he should have been awarded in his lifetime, but Mr. Edhi never showed any interest in it.

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The Richest Poor Man

In Journalism class, many many moons ago, we were asked to select a living influential person, or a celebrity, and write an obituary on them. While my classmates preferred to write on actors and singers, I chose Mr. Edhi. I have always been inspired by him to be a better human. I hope I always am.

Around 2 weeks ago, we lost him. A very remarkable human being, arguably one of the biggest social worker, humanitarian and philanthropist of his era, left behind a whole nation in mourning. What a terrible, terrible blow for us.

The nation’s hero, in the truest sense. He was probably the only good thing (of a few) to come out of this place we call Pakistan. He gave up everything to help the poor, devoted his entire life for the destitute. I feel ashamed, for I am not even half as great, selfless and modest as he was. I hope I always would be encouraged to be more like him.

His passing away is a huge loss for humanity indeed, not just for Pakistan, but for the whole world. One thing I know for sure. Angels do walk on this earth amongst us.

Here is a link to his exceptional foundation that acts as a safety net for the poor, needy and helpless that he created basically out of nothing.

May he rest in peace. Amen. 💔❤️

 

Are we even human?

One year ago, Pakistan lost more than 150 of her children. Today marks one year of the tragic and horrifying incident that happened in a school in Peshawar.

When we found out about the attack, we all were shocked. I couldn’t sleep for days because I saw the bodies on TV. The floors looked like somebody threw red paint all over. It looked unreal, like we were watching a TV show or a movie. Pakistan has never seen school shootings. This was a massacre. Nobody even thought that sending our kids to school to get an education would be dangerous.

There were little kids who had just started their first days of school, and those who were about to finish theirs. This is by far the ugliest terrorist attack Pakistan has ever seen, and we have been through a lot. But this was just… Horrible. And sickening. Who preys on innocent children? What do they get from murdering kids in cold blood? How barbaric of them. Are we still living in the ancient times, in the caves and forests? Is this really the 21st century? What were the shooters even thinking? This is highly immoral and so wrong in every religion and culture and school of thought. No God, no leader, no ruler would commend this.

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One year has passed since the brutal incident and we still haven’t healed. It will take time, but the loss will always linger, looming over us like a storm cloud, and reminding us every day of what we’ve lost.

As to those people who were comparing the acts of terror that happened in Paris earlier in November and the Pakistan school attack, shame on you. Both incidents resulted in the brutal murder of innocent people. There is no comparison between their loss and ours. They are equally horrifying and very sad. Also. We don’t just need to pray for Paris, or for Pakistan. The world needs our prayers right now because apparently we have forgotten what being human is.

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Kindness exists :)

Today turned out to be a good day. 🙂 First, my assignment went really well. 🙂 I’ll be posting the video really soon. Also, today after class, I headed down to Dunkin’ Donuts because

a. We don’t have Starbucks here

and b. I deserve a treat for all the time slaving at the gym and then coming home and working my ass off to make the video project.

Anyway. When it was time to pay for my doughnut and coffee at Dunkin’ Donuts, I realized I had forgotten my wallet at home. *the horror and the shame* Cursing myself, I found I was short on cash. So, I told the cashier to remove the doughnut and only charge me for the coffee. Maybe he could tell I was exhausted, or maybe he was just kind. I don’t know, but he gave me a free doughnut. I politely refused but he wouldn’t stop insisting.

So, I left DD with a big smile on my face, my favorite double chocolate doughnut in my hand, and my faith in humanity restored.

So, today was a good day indeed. Kindness exists. This made me so happy. 🙂 I am going to go back and pay for the doughnut anyway.

Good day (or night, as it is here) to you all! xx