Mehdi Aga

[Salman Khan @BeingSalmanKhan]

It was such a peaceful movement, feel so sad that it had to take a violent turn. My heart goes out to the students and their families who were hurt. Paper leak is a very serious issue, and I am glad to know n see that the kids of our country have come together for a better educational system, and their parents supported them.

I truly appreciate the stand they have taken, showing dedication, sincerity, and keenness to study hard n make their future and a greater, educated India. This andolan, this protest, is the right way to go abt it, n the students have done this peacefully. So courageous and brave. Driven and motivated towards education, this generation will make India proud.

This issue is between the students and the educational system, it should not be hijacked politically, the credit should only go to the students of our country, and I am sure the government will also give them all the support n make it a stronger educational system. It’s a win-win situation. Hoping n praying for a positive decision. God bless all of you who wanna be educated.

Education should be the next trend and fashion, and should get trendier n more fashionable yr by yr, itna k bahar se log come to India to study and India becomes an educational hub.

[Hussein of the South @EyesOnSouth1]

I wanted to offer my condolences to the Iranian nation, but then i remembered he was not only the leader of Iran.

I wanted to offer my condolences to true Muslims, but then i remembered he was not only a leader of Muslims.

Condolences to every oppressed and liberation-seeking revolutionary on this earth.

[Iran Observer @IranObserver0]

🚨 Iran's Military named the Operation: The Siege of Kheybar

[Priyanka Deshmukh @anarkaliofara]

Who are they trying to threaten?

The community which loves martyrdom more than these cowards love their lives?

They wanted the Operation True Promise IV and it is coming for them 🔥🔥

India Stands with Iran

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[Daniel Fooks @DanielFooksArt]

Not since the Stalingrad has so much rested on the outcome of a single conflict.

Iran fights for all of humanity.

If Iran loses, we are all lost.

[Jackson Hinkle 🇺🇸 @jacksonhinkle]

Israel is a terrorist state

[Jackson Hinkle 🇺🇸 @jacksonhinkle]

WE STAND WITH IRAN!

[Ibn Muharram @ibnmuharram]

Karbala truly is Pandoras Box:

Once you know that Omar ibn Sa’d was appointed by ibn Ziyad, who was appointed by Yazeed, who was appointed by Mu’awiyah, was appointed by Umar ibn al-Khattab.

You’ll be able to draw a line between Saqeefa and Karbala…

[Zahra Hamidia🟥 ☫ 🟩 @ZahraHamidia]

from the left:
-created alQaeda, conducted 9/11, supplied ISIS
- Killed the commander who defeated isis
-the ISIS itself

[Jackson Hinkle 🇺🇸 @jacksonhinkle]

🇮🇷 This is what a REAL leader looks like!

[Shaykh Azhar Nasser @ShaykhAzhar]

The Sayed’s funeral is living proof that the resistance is alive and well.

[Mehdi Aga @MehdiAga6]

@ImamRezaEN Iltemas e dua for Mehdi Aga and family🤲

[Mahdi Rastani @mahdi_rastani]

35,000 people have been killed, majority of them women and children, and influencers are still out here saying the situation is complicated and that they're not "educated" on things.

If you're that clueless, you don't deserve to influence anyone to begin with.

[Ali Reza Panahian @PanahianEN]

"And We desired to show favour unto those who were oppressed in the earth, and to make them examples and to make them the inheritors." [Qur’an 28:5]

[Jackson Hinkle 🇺🇸 @jacksonhinkle]

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[Rick Wiles @realRickWiles]

In my 70 years of life I have never seen anything so evil as Netanyahu's genocidal war against Gaza's innocent children. Netanyahu, his cabinet, and IDF commanders must be arrested by the ICC and imprisoned for life. Civilized humanity cannot allow them to escape justice.

[Jackson Hinkle 🇺🇸 @jacksonhinkle]

🚨🇮🇱 Israel has now dropped the equivalent of TWO NUCLEAR BOMBS on Gaza.

All the while, the “international community” is SILENT!

[Almas Usman Khan @maazsaeed]

Mum I am hungry. I must eat...
- Don't worry, my dear. I'll make you a tomato stew.

I went to Um Mahmoud's house, my temporary neighbor, searching for some tomatoes to satisfy Yusuf's hunger. His father is at the hospital, and no one can go but me. I rushed and prayed for his safety.

I knocked on Um Mahmoud's door several times, but no one answered. So, I went to the Al-Muqaddad family's house across the street, hoping to find some tomatoes for Yusuf, as I hate to be away from him. But there was nothing to eat; these days of war are tougher than anything.

- How are you, Um? How are your children? Hopefully, the shelling hasn't reached you.
- We're okay, as you can see. May God protect us, dear.

I echoed the answer to Um Muqaddad and asked her about the tomatoes. In times of war, people can't afford long conversations; every second might be the last. I took the tomatoes and said goodbye.

- Pray for us, dear. The situation is really tough, as you can see. We don't want to go to UNRWA; it's as difficult as they say.
- May God protect you and the people. It's all a crisis, and we'll get through it with God's help.

Then, a loud explosion...

All I remember is a black cloud that obscured everything. I became temporarily deaf due to the force of the blast. But one thing occupied my mind: Is Yusuf okay or not?

I ran towards the street, struggling to breathe through the dust and smoke. There was a big crowd at the bombing site, everyone screaming and assisting the medics, as if it were doomsday.

- Did anyone see Yusuf? Has anyone seen a small child here?
- I don't know, Um. The injured have been taken to Shifa; try to find them there.

I remembered Yusuf's father, who works as a doctor there. He hasn't returned home since the beginning of the war. I got into an ambulance to go to the hospital. All I remember is the last moment before the ambulance's door closed. The door I closed on Yusuf is no longer there. I was afraid of the dangers from above, like any mother sealing her child from harm. Even fear during wars becomes different.

On the second floor of Shifa Complex, I met his father, in his green scrubs, exhausted from days of war and non-stop work, dedicating his life to his duty.

Yusuf, Yusuf... I didn't say more than the name. He understood why I was here. People don't come to the hospital for leisure.

The search for Yusuf began. "Yusuf, 7 years old, fair-skinned and sweet." That's what I repeated to everyone I met, be it a doctor, journalist, or a patient. It didn't matter; all I wanted was to find Yusuf.

After several floors and searching in numerous rooms, I got tired. I tried to lift my feet, but my fear weighed me down. I sat on the nearest chair.

While his father continued to search, Yusuf's life flashed before my eyes. I was blessed with him after years of marriage, and he was the light of my life. I named him Yusuf, and he was like the moon. He compensated for all the deprivations. I raised him, breathed him in, and every day was a new joy. I saw him grow before my eyes, play, and speak. It was time for him to start school this year, and it was hard for me. How could I part with him for eight hours every day? I waited for him at the door every day, welcoming him with a hug and his favorite tomato stew.

Leave me alone. I heard his father say it in pain. I jumped towards him, shouting that it might not be him. I tried, but he was his son, and he knew him. A father doesn't mistake his child's future. How could I recognize his features?

A mother's emotions told me it's all over. I wanted one last moment to say goodbye, but they stopped me. They wanted me to keep his beautiful image in my mind. Yusuf with his curly hair, before the war scarred it.

I don't know who I'm writing this to, but my grief as a mother is beyond translation. How can I express it? How can I explain the years of waiting for Yusuf? He was the one who compensated for my deprivations.
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Samia Zerkki

[Shaykh Azhar Nasser @ShaykhAzhar]

If this is what they say in public, imagine what they say in private.