Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Beautiful Human


Nights were made for sleeping and resting but in my case it isn’t. I still wake up from a beautiful dream where I see my brother and sister smiling at me, or sometimes I’m at my grandma’s house and it looks like Fridays’ gathering where everyone I love is there. I wake up from this lovely dream to find myself in the same hotel, covered like a burrito so the cold weather can’t sneak in and I still wake up to have this terrible feeling you get in the middle of the night when you miss someone so bad. I wake up asking myself the same question for the past two months, “When will I go home?”
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One of mum’s relatives decided to meet us at a mall near our place. This woman has two boys and three girls. I was desperate to meet this family for so many reasons; meeting someone from my home was one of the reasons.

Usually I don’t get along with people easily, it’s not something to be proud of but that’s me. When I met this family I felt that I knew them long ago, it was surprising even my mum told her relative that I’m not a very social person but this time it’s different.

Time passed like a flashing lightning when we were with them; we found ourselves saying goodbye to them. My mother promised us that we’ll see them after one day, and we did! We met them again at Pennsylvania. Time passed and this time I think we meant the goodbye because I don’t think we’ll meet them till we go back home.

I’m not writing to tell you what I did, I’m writing to honor a hero that was raised by mum’s relative. This guy’s name is Rashid but to me he’s more like a superman, the real superman not the one with the red cape who flies around.

A year ago Rashid diagnosed with head tumors and I bet all of you know what a tiny tumor can mess with the body’s functions, so how about tumor(s)?

During his treatment Rashid lost his sight and his body lost the ability to move. For 13 years old kid that’s a lot of mess, not only for a kid but any human. I lose my glasses for ten minutes and I lose my sanity with it because I can’t see things clearly. How about 13 years old boy who lost two precious things?

His mother told us about it. She used to cry her eyes out but he’ll console her by saying “Why are you crying? Will your tears bring my sight back? Will your agony make me move again? Can you stop crying and use that time to pray for me instead, mum? God took my sight away for a reason and I might not be able to move my body but my heart is still there and I’ll keep on hoping and praying.” His mum admitted that without his strength she could’ve died. Can you imagine such words coming out of a kid’s mouth? I become useless when my stomach hurt or when I catch a cold, I keep on whining and cursing, but this guy left me speechless.

After a while Rashid moved and now he’s better (el 7mdlallah) but still he didn’t get his sight back, the doctors think that’s impossible but Rashid don’t care about what they thought because they told him he couldn’t move and he proved them wrong. Rashid believes in one thing, he believes god is up there and he can hear each prayer.

Rashid didn’t go back home since a year but I wish you could see how he’s handling things! It’s hard not to smile when you’re around him. The way he talks is amazing. He’s not a kid but a real man; his attitude toward everything makes you feel that. Rashid is not blind because he found the beauty of life with closed eyes when our eyes are wide open but couldn’t figure out that beauty.

This survival taught me a lesson I’ve been dying to learn since I got here. God took away something for a reason that will be revealed later. He taught me that not even the greatest problem could stand on the face of our happiness. Our lives are between our hands; we should make the best out of it. He made me realize that the most beautiful things come from a terrible life so we have to be grateful for that.

Thinking about this beautiful human leaves me with a truthful smile. I might be sad because I miss home but this man taught me that the best is about to come. I hope I get to live the day where he’ll get his sight back because at that moment I’ll be the happiest person alive; I know this day will come because I know that Rashid is a fighter and he won’t rest till he gets what he wants.

Rashid thank you for teaching me and my family this valuable lesson and I promise you that I’ll live to spread this lesson to save lives just like what you did superman.

Hope and Love  
 Maitha the Parrot    

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