Tuesday 25 February 2020

2011 put to rest.

With HUSNY MUBARAK’s life ‘ALLAH YERHAMUH’ having come to an end and the 2011 revolution in mind, no draft or corrections made but a chronological stream of consciousness shared.

It always feels duplicitous to mourn a person’s death when there has been so much anger and frustration involved during that person’s life. Anger and frustration by those, perhaps even a whole people, who wished that he could have been more moral and less fundamentally careless and more compassionately attentive to their needs.
Yes, the feeling is that once a person dies we should still hold onto the resentment felt previous to their death or else be seen as hypocritical to oneself.
NOT SO.
It doesn’t have to be so.
We can still be sad for the end of a life, no matter how we perceived that life to have been spent. Mortality is something to be shared and its inevitability is something that urges us to do so. It is natural for any death to be mourned.
He like so many others before him was a prominent figure and with that I deliberately refrain from adding any adjective to sum up his once-upon -a -time position in life  .. for after death a person, regardless of good and harm we may have witnessed, is no longer ours to hold responsible, he is with his Maker who knows all ~~~ and, in short, apart from how a person’s life translates when poured into history books, our judgement is neither here nor there.
So I come to my main point of wrestling with my emotional response.
When we say Allah yer7amuh we don’t have to be in sympathy with what the person in his lifetime did, stood for or had a hand in bringing about. We need only to be in sympathy with ourselves, as erring humans and hope for His Mercy to be what counts in the end.