Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
SETELAH 17 HARI
905 maut, 3,950 cedera
BANDAR RAYA GAZA: Jumlah rakyat Palestin yang terkorban dalam perang dilancar Israel ke atas Gaza sejak 17 hari lalu melepasi angka 900 semalam, ketika negara Yahudi itu mengerah askar simpanannya untuk dihantar ke wilayah Palestin berkenaan.
Ketua perkhidmatan penyelamat di Gaza, Muawiya Hassanein, berkata setakat semalam, 905 rakyat Palestin terkorban dan 3,950 cedera.
"Sekurang-kurangnya 277 kanak-kanak adalah antara yang terkorban," katanya.
Sumber : www.bharian.com.my
Gaza diary: Are we not human?
By Mohammed Ali in Gaza City
Many Gazans feel hopeless in the face of the Israeli bombardment [GALLO/GETTY]
As the death toll from Israel's war on Gaza continues to climb, Mohammed Ali, an advocacy and media researcher for Oxfam who lives in Gaza City, will be keeping a diary of his feelings and experiences.
Are we not human?
The air, the sea and the earth in Gaza City are now occupied by the Israeli military. They occupy Gazans' minds, nerves and ears too.
In a bid to stop my children twitching, jerking, trembling and waking at every sound of an attack during their few hours of sleep and their many waking hours, I put cotton wool in their ears - it has not worked.
I wonder what damage is being done to my children's tiny hearts. Theirs are not as big as mine, they can cope less with the stress that is being put on them.
IN DEPTH
Latest news and analysis from Gaza and Israel
Send us your views and videos
Watch our coverage of the war on Gaza
We ran out of fuel for our generator, which meant that we were confined to a small room filled with eleven people, with little light for three days.
We have not had water either; our well can only pump water if it has electricity which most of the Gaza Strip has been denied since this nightmare started.
Unlike many other families, we were fortunate yesterday to find 20 litres of benzene to power our generator. No fuel has come in since the onset of this attack on Gaza so we had to pay seven times its usual price.
We have one day's worth of food left and the nappies I bought two weeks ago are nearly gone. They are not good quality as little has been able to enter this strip of land since the blockade was imposed on us 18 months ago. Bad quality nappies mean unpleasant leakages, and for the last few days the little ones have had to be bathed in freezing cold water.
My sister who was with us the last time I wrote decided to return home in spite of our protests. She feared that with food reserves running out we might have to eat one meal a day rather than the two we have been having of late. At home she has a little food left, enough to keep her and her family going for a while longer.
We are now 11, huddled together in my parents' dining room. My brother and I and our families moved there, thinking that the first floor may be the safest option.
There is a saying in Arabic which says "death in a group is a mercy". I guess if we die together maybe, just maybe, we will feel less of the pain than in doing so alone.
I have had 8 hours sleep since the beginning of this conflict; we can hear attacks almost every minute.
I think to myself, if one of us is injured or needs medical attention what will happen? Ambulances are finding it difficult to reach civilians, roads are blocked by rubble, Israeli forces in their path - you could bleed to death.
Even if they did get to us, maybe we would be bombed on our way to the hospital. If we did reach the hospital there might not be enough room to treat us - there is little medication or equipment or any electricity to fuel the life-saving equipment. We would not even be able to get out of Gaza for the life-saving treatment we needed.
Hospitals are now running on back-up generators making life even more difficult for the doctors who are trying to cope with the influx of the injured. If fuel runs out for the generators, those on life-saving equipment will perish.
I heard a woman calling into a radio station today - ambulance services could not reach her and I guess she thought the radio station might be able to do something. She was wailing down the phone "our home is on fire, my children are dying, help me". I do not know what happened to her and her children - I do not want to imagine.
I spend much of my time thinking that this could be the last hour of my existence.
As I try to fall asleep, I hear on the radio the numbers of people who have died rising by the hour. I wonder if tomorrow morning, I will be part of that body count, part of the next breaking news.
I will be just another number to all those watching the death and destruction in Gaza or maybe the fact that I work for Oxfam will mean that I will be a name and not just a number. I might be talked about for a minute and moments later forgotten, like all those other people who have had their lives taken away from them.
I am not afraid of dying - I know that one day we all must die. But not like this, not sitting idly in my home with my children in my arms waiting for our lives to be taken away. I am disgusted by this injustice.
What is the international community waiting for - to see even more dismembered people and families erased before they act? Time is ticking by and the numbers of dead and injured are increasing. What are they waiting for?
What is happening is against humanity, are we not human?
Sumber: http://english.aljazeera.net/focus/war_on_gaza/2009/01/200917111341829322.html
BANDAR RAYA GAZA: Jumlah rakyat Palestin yang terkorban dalam perang dilancar Israel ke atas Gaza sejak 17 hari lalu melepasi angka 900 semalam, ketika negara Yahudi itu mengerah askar simpanannya untuk dihantar ke wilayah Palestin berkenaan.
Ketua perkhidmatan penyelamat di Gaza, Muawiya Hassanein, berkata setakat semalam, 905 rakyat Palestin terkorban dan 3,950 cedera.
"Sekurang-kurangnya 277 kanak-kanak adalah antara yang terkorban," katanya.
Sumber : www.bharian.com.my
Gaza diary: Are we not human?
By Mohammed Ali in Gaza City
Many Gazans feel hopeless in the face of the Israeli bombardment [GALLO/GETTY]
As the death toll from Israel's war on Gaza continues to climb, Mohammed Ali, an advocacy and media researcher for Oxfam who lives in Gaza City, will be keeping a diary of his feelings and experiences.
Are we not human?
The air, the sea and the earth in Gaza City are now occupied by the Israeli military. They occupy Gazans' minds, nerves and ears too.
In a bid to stop my children twitching, jerking, trembling and waking at every sound of an attack during their few hours of sleep and their many waking hours, I put cotton wool in their ears - it has not worked.
I wonder what damage is being done to my children's tiny hearts. Theirs are not as big as mine, they can cope less with the stress that is being put on them.
IN DEPTH
Latest news and analysis from Gaza and Israel
Send us your views and videos
Watch our coverage of the war on Gaza
We ran out of fuel for our generator, which meant that we were confined to a small room filled with eleven people, with little light for three days.
We have not had water either; our well can only pump water if it has electricity which most of the Gaza Strip has been denied since this nightmare started.
Unlike many other families, we were fortunate yesterday to find 20 litres of benzene to power our generator. No fuel has come in since the onset of this attack on Gaza so we had to pay seven times its usual price.
We have one day's worth of food left and the nappies I bought two weeks ago are nearly gone. They are not good quality as little has been able to enter this strip of land since the blockade was imposed on us 18 months ago. Bad quality nappies mean unpleasant leakages, and for the last few days the little ones have had to be bathed in freezing cold water.
My sister who was with us the last time I wrote decided to return home in spite of our protests. She feared that with food reserves running out we might have to eat one meal a day rather than the two we have been having of late. At home she has a little food left, enough to keep her and her family going for a while longer.
We are now 11, huddled together in my parents' dining room. My brother and I and our families moved there, thinking that the first floor may be the safest option.
There is a saying in Arabic which says "death in a group is a mercy". I guess if we die together maybe, just maybe, we will feel less of the pain than in doing so alone.
I have had 8 hours sleep since the beginning of this conflict; we can hear attacks almost every minute.
I think to myself, if one of us is injured or needs medical attention what will happen? Ambulances are finding it difficult to reach civilians, roads are blocked by rubble, Israeli forces in their path - you could bleed to death.
Even if they did get to us, maybe we would be bombed on our way to the hospital. If we did reach the hospital there might not be enough room to treat us - there is little medication or equipment or any electricity to fuel the life-saving equipment. We would not even be able to get out of Gaza for the life-saving treatment we needed.
Hospitals are now running on back-up generators making life even more difficult for the doctors who are trying to cope with the influx of the injured. If fuel runs out for the generators, those on life-saving equipment will perish.
I heard a woman calling into a radio station today - ambulance services could not reach her and I guess she thought the radio station might be able to do something. She was wailing down the phone "our home is on fire, my children are dying, help me". I do not know what happened to her and her children - I do not want to imagine.
I spend much of my time thinking that this could be the last hour of my existence.
As I try to fall asleep, I hear on the radio the numbers of people who have died rising by the hour. I wonder if tomorrow morning, I will be part of that body count, part of the next breaking news.
I will be just another number to all those watching the death and destruction in Gaza or maybe the fact that I work for Oxfam will mean that I will be a name and not just a number. I might be talked about for a minute and moments later forgotten, like all those other people who have had their lives taken away from them.
I am not afraid of dying - I know that one day we all must die. But not like this, not sitting idly in my home with my children in my arms waiting for our lives to be taken away. I am disgusted by this injustice.
What is the international community waiting for - to see even more dismembered people and families erased before they act? Time is ticking by and the numbers of dead and injured are increasing. What are they waiting for?
What is happening is against humanity, are we not human?
Sumber: http://english.aljazeera.net/focus/war_on_gaza/2009/01/200917111341829322.html
BICARAKU SEPI SENDIRI
Bicara palestin untuk dunia
Hari tanpa mentari
Dan malam ditaburi bintang yang palsu
Aku menatap roh-roh berlari ke langit
Kudus
Aku meraba serpihan kenangan
Kunci hati yang tertanggal
Bersepah di lantai semalam
Bumi kami dijarah
Tanah dicuri
Hati kami dilapah
Dunia kami amorfus yang kelam
Membina angka-angka yang tak pernah mati
Detik hari yang semakin meninggi
Kecederaan menyelubungi
Syahid tanpa pesan
Anak-anak kecil di sisi ibu yang kaku
Aman yang hilang
Palestin bukan hanya nama
Ialah milik baitul Maqdis yang mulia
Membiarkan Israel merajai
Bererti membuka pintu dunia
Untuk Arab merebah di kaki Zionis
Agenda tersembunyi Israel
Sedang Arab sayangkan perut sendiri
Ambillah emas hitamku
Dengannya
Bunuhlah saudaraku
Sebelum kamu membunuh aku
Hari sebelum malam
Namun masih kami belum sedar
Mentari bahagia masih segan untuk menjengah
Malam sudah hampir tamat
Namun aku belum merasai sepinya sengsara yang menyelubungi
Sepi malamku dibunuh tembakan yang menjadi muzik paling kejam
Siangku ialah ketakutan yang membunuh seluruh rasa
Dan malam dan siangku lenyap dalam rindu yang luluh
Membunuh kebaculan aku membelinya dengan harga yang paling mahal
Nyawa kami dilelong dengan minyak
Dan kami...
Hari tanpa mentari
Dan malam ditaburi bintang yang palsu
Aku menatap roh-roh berlari ke langit
Kudus
Aku meraba serpihan kenangan
Kunci hati yang tertanggal
Bersepah di lantai semalam
Bumi kami dijarah
Tanah dicuri
Hati kami dilapah
Dunia kami amorfus yang kelam
Membina angka-angka yang tak pernah mati
Detik hari yang semakin meninggi
Kecederaan menyelubungi
Syahid tanpa pesan
Anak-anak kecil di sisi ibu yang kaku
Aman yang hilang
Palestin bukan hanya nama
Ialah milik baitul Maqdis yang mulia
Membiarkan Israel merajai
Bererti membuka pintu dunia
Untuk Arab merebah di kaki Zionis
Agenda tersembunyi Israel
Sedang Arab sayangkan perut sendiri
Ambillah emas hitamku
Dengannya
Bunuhlah saudaraku
Sebelum kamu membunuh aku
Hari sebelum malam
Namun masih kami belum sedar
Mentari bahagia masih segan untuk menjengah
Malam sudah hampir tamat
Namun aku belum merasai sepinya sengsara yang menyelubungi
Sepi malamku dibunuh tembakan yang menjadi muzik paling kejam
Siangku ialah ketakutan yang membunuh seluruh rasa
Dan malam dan siangku lenyap dalam rindu yang luluh
Membunuh kebaculan aku membelinya dengan harga yang paling mahal
Nyawa kami dilelong dengan minyak
Dan kami...
JANUARI 2009
ANAK JANUARI
Bercita-cita tinggi
Orangnya kelihatan tegas
Sudi diajar dan mengajar
Mudah melihat kekurangan dan suka menegur
Usahanya menampakkan keuntungan
Rajin
Perasa
Indepth thinking
Sikap yang bijaksana lagi teratur
Kebolehan menawan hati
Tak banyak cakap kecuali diminta
Pemalu
Daya tumpuan hebat
Soal disiplin bukan masalah
Romantik tapi susah nampak
Sikap menyayangi terutama pada kanak-kanak
Lebih selesa di rumah
Kadang-kadang terlalu setia
Agak lemah dalam bersosial
Tahap cemburu yang tinggi
Bercita-cita tinggi
Orangnya kelihatan tegas
Sudi diajar dan mengajar
Mudah melihat kekurangan dan suka menegur
Usahanya menampakkan keuntungan
Rajin
Perasa
Indepth thinking
Sikap yang bijaksana lagi teratur
Kebolehan menawan hati
Tak banyak cakap kecuali diminta
Pemalu
Daya tumpuan hebat
Soal disiplin bukan masalah
Romantik tapi susah nampak
Sikap menyayangi terutama pada kanak-kanak
Lebih selesa di rumah
Kadang-kadang terlalu setia
Agak lemah dalam bersosial
Tahap cemburu yang tinggi
Friday, January 2, 2009
SEMINGGU ISRAEL MENGGANAS, APA USAHA KITA?
Hujan masih bertali-tali di luar dan saya masih tak henti-henti menganyam mimpi jam 10 pagi. Barangkali gelombang banjir ke-2 dalam perjalanan menuju bumi. Kemuraman suasana di luar merencatkan sedikit halaju diri dan saya menyiapkan mimpi jam 10 pagi saat bumi habis basah disapu air yang turun mencurah-curah.
Saya menyambung jaga yang realiti antara bumi Palestin yang dihujani bom sedang Tel Aviv dan Tebing gaza makin tegang. Angka 400++ yang syahid dan 2000++ yang cedera masih tidak mampu membangkitkan umat Islam yang sedang lena didakap zon selesa. Saudara-saudara seislam terkepung terancam sedang Hamas yang dipilih daripada demokrasi tajaan Uncle Sam disebut rejim pengganas.
Jangan biarkan penyembelihan beramai =-ramai di Ambon berulang!
Jangan biarkan tragedi Sabra Satilla mengambil tempat sekali lagi.
Doalah kerana doa ialah senjata mu'min yang paling ampuh!!
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