Legend of Zahra

[Sarah Wilkinson @swilkinsonbc]

This was Dr Alaa Al-Najjar’s family before the israelis burnt them all to death for being related to a life-saving paediatrician at Nasser Hospital

[Dr. Yousef 🇵🇸 @yousef_ki1]

If you see this pic, reply with 🇵🇸 spread it. 💔

[Dr. Ezzideen @ezzingaza]

I no longer go to the Indonesian hospital.
What foolishness it is, to speak of hospitals in a place where life is no longer preserved but merely postponed. Once, I believed, oh, how bitterly I believed, that the presence of a doctor among the dying was a sacred thing, a last stand against the void. But here, where the void has taken residence in the very walls, what can sanctity do?

The hospital is surrounded now. Not by men, not by soldiers even, but by machines. Drones, humming above like metallic locusts, devoid of soul or pity. They know neither suffering nor mercy, they are the purest expression of obedience without conscience. They circle the building like vultures circling a carcass not yet dead enough.

Two days ago, the ceiling collapsed.
A nurse had just spoken the word “hope.” Then came the blast, and the word hung in the air a moment too long before crumbling with the plaster. ICU monitors, those fragile gods of modern faith, shattered on the floor. One machine let out a long, wheezing beep as it died. It was the sound of resignation. I think I wept, but I cannot recall if it was with my eyes or only in my mind.

And this morning, yes, this morning, as if dawn itself had become ashamed, a drone struck the intensive care unit.
It came like a decision already made.
There was no warning, no negotiation, no fate to plead with.
Just fire.

Patients ran. Doctors ran. The hallway became a river of chaos, but silent, terrifyingly silent. One man dragged his son by the shoulders, blood smearing behind them like a signature of some unseen pact. Another woman collapsed, not from injury but from the sheer weight of choosing which of her children to carry.

Two patients were taken away in an ambulance, if that word still means anything. The rest had already passed into that cold stillness we now mistake for peace.

We still work at the clinic, though I no longer know if it's from duty or habit, or some grotesque need to perform life while surrounded by death. We whisper. We disinfect. We bind wounds that will open again. The scalpel, once a tool of healing, now feels like an accomplice.

At home, the walls speak in cracks. The roof sags under the pressure of memory. The air smells like dust and grief. My mother tapes the broken windows each day with the care of a priest dressing a corpse. My father rations rice with the reverence of a man offering communion.

But outside, outside, it never stops.
The bombing continues with the faithfulness of a priest at prayer.
It does not pause. It does not tire.
It beats like a heart possessed by something inhuman.

And now, the streets.
No, not streets, corridors of exile. Rows of tents like gravestones made of fabric. Children play in the ashes, unaware that they are survivors of a war not yet finished. The army says, Evacuate.
To where?
They do not say. Only: Leave. Disappear. Unbecome.

Famine grows near. But even hunger, with its gnawing cruelty, is familiar. Hunger is intimate. It is ours. What is worse, what is unbearable, is the silence that follows the blast. The silence in which you call a name and no one answers. The silence where meaning once lived.

This is not a war. It is annihilation dressed in the costume of procedure. It is a logic without soul, a godless arithmetic of bodies and coordinates.

And still, still, some whisper that God watches.
I do not know.
Sometimes I think He has turned His face away, not out of indifference, but out of shame.

But if you are reading this, if your eyes have reached these words like a boat reaching a shore you thought unreachable, then for the love of all things holy and damned:

Do not look away.

To look away is to become part of it.
To forget is to bury us before we are dead.
To remain silent is to drive the final nail.

#GazaGenocide‌

[Tooba Syed @Tooba_Sd]

Last few days in the country
1. Drone attacks killed children in KP
2. Bomb attack on a school bus in Balochistan
3. Direct firing at protestors in Sindh

Is this peace?

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

If anyone feels like they don't fit the beauty standards, please be patient, everyone will grow old and us waqt beauty standard is gonna be the last of your worries.

Basically everyone just needs to grow old.

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

If anyone is above the age of 40 and feels like young people think they know everything, pls be patient they will eventually grow older and understand what alienation really feels like. Aur us waqt they'll regret the times they made fun of "mid-life crises"

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

If anyone is above the age of 40 and feels like young people think they know everything, pls be patient they will eventually grow older and understand what alienation really feels like. Aur us waqt they'll regret the times they made fun of "mid-life crises"

[Coke Studio Pakistan @cokestudio]

@zulfiqarjkhan Shuru Karain?

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

Twitter istemal karna chahiye?

[Kanye East @FuckedUpYogis]

Pakistanis spend half their lives doing cost benefit analysis between alienation of moving abroad and trauma of living in Pakistan.

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

Grandmothers are the real Ertrugrul

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

In Ertugrul, it was very inspiring to hear "There is no warrior like Ali and there is no sword like Zulfiqar" but it is never said in Kurulus Osman. Is it possible for these words to also be said in Kurulus Osman? @eadksk_ @trtdrama_en (2/2)

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

Hello @eadksk_ and @trtdrama_en! My grandmother is a huge fan of your show Ertugrul as well as Kurulus Osman. She has a request! (1/2)

[Annam Lodhi @AnnamL0dhi]

Soch Video's offical Twitter handle has been suspended twice since Friday (20 Sep)
As the team logged in today to tweet, they saw an overlay notifying them that the account was suspended without a reason stated. #FreedomofPress

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

Lums has a long history of mistreating it's janitorial staff, of delaying their wages, of poor working conditions on campus etc #PayLumsWorkers

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

lums janitorial staff is currently protesting because they're not being paid for Easter #PayLumsWorkers

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

https://t.co/9i6KvMuNI8

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

Essential guide on the difference between an MNA and an MPA for those casting their votes tomorrow https://t.co/bdjDIHjkRd #ShehriVote

[Legend of Zahra @ZorroIAm]

When you vote tomorrow, please remember that a diverse Pakistan deserves a diverse Parliament https://t.co/UW8Ywp3vIQ #ShehriVote

[zainab @zainabashrr]

kyounke aik ba-khabr shehri, aik ba-ikhtyar shehri hota hai. #shehrivote

[Shehri Pakistan @ShehriPakistan]

Fulfill your responsibility as a shehri and vote!
#ShehriPakistan #ShehriVote #PakistanElections