Weapon of Words

Sparks up Your Thinking.


They are brothers, share the same faith with mine, we prostrate to the same God each single days, play the role as a slave.
But there is one significant difference, I come to Perth to further my studies, pursue my career and dream. They come to Perth not for study, but to earn a life, to survive. Travel from thousand miles away with a speed boat, my logic would tell that they are totally absurd!  Why would they travel by sea when nowadays it’s a norm to board a flight especially for traveller like them went all the way from middle east to down under country like Australia? Did you know how risky and life threatening it is to go over the sea with the storm and heavy tides which would occur anytime?
And I am thinking of that spontaneously making a stereotype: asylum seeker!
Yeah in fact it is who they are.
The journey took them away from home country, transit in Malaysia, Indonesia, and finally to where they are belong now, living with a foster family who are willing to share bits of happiness with them. The harsh journey put them detained by the authorities, in and out of jail, freedom by ransom. The leftover pocket money is the only hope for them to start a new life in Perth, away from those fire, rockets, bombs, terrorists, army, guns, tanks, which is a normal atmosphere every single day therein.

'Brother how old are you?"
"45, In Afghan, we dont have any birth certificate"
"So how could you remember your age when you can't even have any document to prove your date of birth?'
“ I ask my mom, and she said ,"You are 2 years younger than your older brothers, so I calculated mine from my brother's age"
"Ouh just like that?" Then I started to ponder on what if her mother lies, ouch it can't be!
"Yeah, in Islam we always refer events like 10 years before Hijri or 10 years after Hijri"
That makes sense to me.
I don’t know why and how but just by looking at them, there is an emotional feeling and humanity within me  keep saying how sad it is for the hometown where they were brought up since kids were destroyed in a never ending war. The full conspiracy war in the name of anti-terrorism. In fact it is more than humanity, as we are brothers in Islam; the bonding between us is much more than that.
The day goes by since then.
One day I read a headline on an online portal:
“Australia offers migrants cash to go home. Authorities offer payments of up to AU$10,000 for asylum seekers to drop their bids for refugee status”.

That reminds me of the two brothers I knew before. How lucky are they to escape such Australia Government policy and earn a living here. Yeah indeed Allah is the best planner towards His slave’s  fate and destiny. May Allah has mercy on them on this pursuit of happiness,  and go back to where they come from peacefully.

"Lihatlah di sana pandanglah ke sana

Mereka yang terbaring di tanah

Mereka pun sama

Pernah hidup juga

Kita akan menyusul kemudian.."

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