The Awakening of Hassan
Ilya Shambat <[email protected]> Mon, 6 Nov 2023 19:34:31 -0800 (PST)
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"If you love enough you will forgive anything," said Queen Sheherezade, and= Fatima did. Rapes, daily beatings, death threats, constant verbal abuse, m= urder of her daughter - she forgave her husband Abdul everything. But Abdul= would forgive absolutely nothing, no matter how little or insignificant. A= speck of dust on the floor, a pot in the wrong place, kebab slightly overc= ooked, a spot on the clothes - all this was met with barrages of fists. Eve= ry little thing she's ever done he would remember and use against her years= later. Nothing was ever good enough for Abdul, and everything was always F= atima's fault, whatever the actual source of the problem. They had a daughter named Najida, who was nearing marriage age. Najida was = beautiful, and Abdul hoped to give her to the son of the town's biggest bus= inessman. Then one day she went out to the market and came back, every inch= of her body in agony, her face and body scarred beyond recognition. A man = had thrown a bucket of sulphuric acid into her face because she accidentall= y let the burqa slip for a moment and uncover her head. Najida forgave, but= now she was family shame whom no man would ever marry. And that could not = be forgiven, ever, no matter what else she did. They had another daughter named Shaheena, who was gang-raped by a young tou= gh named Kemal and his friends. This was the worst family shame possible. S= o Abdul beat Shaheena to death and threw her body to the dogs. That way, th= e family no longer had to live with that embarrassment. They had a son named Hassan, who did not like what he saw around him. Abdul= , neighbors, kids, kept calling him traitor, calling him crazy, calling him= weak, calling him infidel. He still did not like what he saw. The imam arr= anged for a public whipping of Hassan, but that still did not sway him. So = the imam told Abdul, "Send your son to a madrasa. They will teach him true = Islamic ways." The madrasa was a boarding school dedicated to the teaching of Islam. Its s= tudents were boys from all over Pakistan, cramped in small quarters. The ed= ucation consisted of memorizing fully the Quran and applying its teachings = rigorously day in and day out. The boys were trained to burn with the holy = fire of Islam, and it was frequently heard them say, "I grow up to kill inf= idel." Hassan stayed there until the students were summoned to holy cause. The name of the holy cause was Taliban. The mission: Invade and conquer Afg= hanistan and subdue it to true Islamic values. They crossed the border on a= rmored vehicles, Toyota pickup trucks, buses, old tanks. They encountered m= inimal resistance. "Nobody wants to shoot a Talib," locals said, "it's like= shooting a nun." Little did they know what the holy Talibs had in store fo= r them. The country was put under curfew, with roadblocks everywhere and inspection= of everyone passing by. Businesses, homes, farms, were constantly raided, = with any non-Quranic material confiscated and its owners publicly whipped. = People were publicly executed - for playing music, for practicing Buddhism = or Christianity, for traveling without a male relative, for talking to a pe= rson of other gender. Rape victims were charged with adultery and publicly = stoned. Priceless artifacts were destroyed, schools shut down, economic act= ivity slowed to a crawl. Women were forbidden to go outside the home, and h= usbands were given life-and-death power over them. And most promising men w= ere drafted into the Taliban, leaving their businesses and jobs unattended. The only thing that grew under the holy Talibs were the jails. People were = arrested for everything and anything. Hassan was assigned as a guard to a w= omen's prison in Kandahar. "Surely," thought the commanders, "this will set= this boy straight." The prison was a fetid place crawling with lice, where human feces ran down= the floor and food bowls were placed in it. The guards went from cell to c= ell every day, beating the inmates black and blue. The guards demanded that= Hassan take part in the beatings; but he could not bring himself to do it.= So they claimed that he was weak and corrupt, that he was not a man, that = he should be shot, that he was a traitor to Islam, that the women there wer= e evil whores who had destroyed the fabric of Afghan society and were using= , manipulating and controlling him to serve Satan. Still Hassan would not t= ake part in the beatings. One day, the guards had had enough. Two of them accompanied Hassan to a cel= l occupied by four young women. They pointed their AK rifles at him and sai= d, "You beat them, or we kill you." There was no Quaranic justification for what Hassan did next. He knew that = this was against Islamic principle, that he could be executed for it and ma= y go to hell. But at this point he no longer cared. In the women he saw Naj= ida's scars and Shaheena's corpse and realized that, if this was to become = the way, then any daughters he may himself ever have would be subjected to = a world where this was the fate they would have to suffer. And that, nothin= g could ever forgive. Reaching behind for his AK, he slammed its butt into the heads of the two g= uards, knocking them unconscious. He then took off the key ring and went th= rough the prison, opening every cell, and conducted the women quietly outsi= de. Outside was the sound of gunshots, bombs, people running from place to plac= e. NATO troops were taking over the country. The Taliban was collapsing, an= d Allah was nowhere in sight. There were no easy solutions, but now they ha= d a chance at a better future. A future not owned by barbarism and oppressi= on; a future with possibility of freedom, peace, justice, and opportunity; = a future into which it was rightful and sensible to bring new life.