Wallahi Allah listens to your du’as. Make du’a again and again, do your best, have sabr and have faith in His ways. Know that even when things seem impossible, when you have Allah, anything is possible✨
NHS doctor here, Rupert. If you'd checked your facts before this racist dogwhistle, you'd know that every NHS doctor can speak English - as proven by their IELTS proficiency (look it up... or are you just a populist hatemonger for whom facts don't matter?). Kindness may not solve everything, but my God the hate you spew is builds nothing, improves nothing, and only stokes division.
Story time:
I was 23 when I moved to a popular Gulf city. Tax-free salary. Villa. 4x4. Driver. Cleaner. Chef. The works.
I thought I’d made it. I was young, naive, and highly impressionable - convinced this was an offer too good to refuse, especially in a ‘Muslim’ country. Six months later, I decided to leave - taking a massive pay cut. It was the best decision I’ve ever made.
Everyday - I felt like I was losing a part of my soul in that environment - surrounded by superficial, ostentatious ghouls. Nothing felt real, the air stunk of pretence. People incessantly worshipped status. Locals treated migrant workers like excrement. A Muslim woman on my compound was told to remove her Burqa because it ‘frightened’ the ‘expats’ (white). IN A MUSLIM COUNTRY.
It hit me hard. This wasn’t the opportunity that social media often portrays. it was a mirage. A glittering illusion built on the backs of the voiceless. And what hurt most wasn’t the cruelty of the locals - it was the pin drop silence of the expats. Men and women including Muslims, sitting comfortably in their compounds, watching others suffer - turning a blind eye.
You couldn’t even speak about injustice.
Palestine, Yemen, Sudan, Kashmir - all ‘off-limits.’
There was a silver lining though.
I met people from Nepal, Sri Lanka, Pakistan, Bangladesh, India etc - men who had nothing, yet somehow had everything the ‘elite’ did not. Class. Integrity. Deen.
They reminded me what real honour looks like. I still visit some of their families when I travel.
Within the first 2 weeks, I started stepping in - when I saw someone being shouted at or abused because they were from a ‘lesser’ nation. And on many occasions, the same thing happened: the modern Pharaohs would demand my passport. And every time, silence - the moment they realised it was British.
So here’s my message to anyone being tempted by the Gulf dream:
- Don’t be fooled by the salary, the lifestyle, or the image.
- You are not one of the helpless.
- Don’t sit quietly while ‘lesser’ people are treated like slaves.
- Don’t glorify these gilded prisons that silence truth and disguise oppression
They banned the call for justice. They silenced the cry for Palestine, Yemen, Sudan, and Kashmir. They are even complicit in the very crimes they pretend don’t exist.
No amount of wealth is worth the cost of your soul.
These places might offer luxury, but from a spiritual perspective they are poverty struck
Broaden your horizons.
Visit the lands and people the world forgets
I was ashamed of myself for ever going out there. But equally, I was a young, naive fool
- and I thank God I woke up before it was too late.
I hope more and more people understand what my father Prof VK Tripathi is trying to convey. The message of humanity. 🙏
Feel for the innocents of Gaza. ❤️
Today, Spain announced a full arms embargo on Israel. Exactly what every nation should have done from day one, instead of fueling genocide with more weapons.
⚠️To Whom It May Concern,
The occupation is now openly threatening a full-scale invasion of Gaza.
For 22 months, the city has been bleeding under relentless bombardment from land, sea, and air.
Tens of thousands have been killed, and hundreds of thousands wounded.
If this madness does not end, Gaza will be reduced to ruins, its people’s voices silenced, their faces erased — and history will remember you as silent witnesses to a genocide you chose not to stop.
Please share this message and tag everyone who has the power to help end this massacre. Silence is complicity.
I’ve typed and deleted so many words to try to describe the pain, anger, and guilt. Just read his.
We will miss you Anas. We bear witness to your sacrifice and against your murderer.
May Allah have mercy on you and reunite you with all the pure souls before you.
This is my will and my final message. If these words reach you, know that Israel has succeeded in killing me and silencing my voice. First, peace be upon you and Allah’s mercy and blessings.
Allah knows I gave every effort and all my strength to be a support and a voice for my people, ever since I opened my eyes to life in the alleys and streets of the Jabalia refugee camp. My hope was that Allah would extend my life so I could return with my family and loved ones to our original town of occupied Asqalan (Al-Majdal). But Allah’s will came first, and His decree is final. I have lived through pain in all its details, tasted suffering and loss many times, yet I never once hesitated to convey the truth as it is, without distortion or falsification—so that Allah may bear witness against those who stayed silent, those who accepted our killing, those who choked our breath, and whose hearts were unmoved by the scattered remains of our children and women, doing nothing to stop the massacre that our people have faced for more than a year and a half.
I entrust you with Palestine—the jewel in the crown of the Muslim world, the heartbeat of every free person in this world. I entrust you with its people, with its wronged and innocent children who never had the time to dream or live in safety and peace. Their pure bodies were crushed under thousands of tons of Israeli bombs and missiles, torn apart and scattered across the walls.
I urge you not to let chains silence you, nor borders restrain you. Be bridges toward the liberation of the land and its people, until the sun of dignity and freedom rises over our stolen homeland. I entrust you to take care of my family. I entrust you with my beloved daughter Sham, the light of my eyes, whom I never got the chance to watch grow up as I had dreamed.
I entrust you with my dear son Salah, whom I had wished to support and accompany through life until he grew strong enough to carry my burden and continue the mission.
I entrust you with my beloved mother, whose blessed prayers brought me to where I am, whose supplications were my fortress and whose light guided my path. I pray that Allah grants her strength and rewards her on my behalf with the best of rewards.
I also entrust you with my lifelong companion, my beloved wife, Umm Salah (Bayan), from whom the war separated me for many long days and months. Yet she remained faithful to our bond, steadfast as the trunk of an olive tree that does not bend—patient, trusting in Allah, and carrying the responsibility in my absence with all her strength and faith.
I urge you to stand by them, to be their support after Allah Almighty. If I die, I die steadfast upon my principles. I testify before Allah that I am content with His decree, certain of meeting Him, and assured that what is with Allah is better and everlasting.
O Allah, accept me among the martyrs, forgive my past and future sins, and make my blood a light that illuminates the path of freedom for my people and my family. Forgive me if I have fallen short, and pray for me with mercy, for I kept my promise and never changed or betrayed it.
Do not forget Gaza… And do not forget me in your sincere prayers for forgiveness and acceptance.
Anas Jamal Al-Sharif
06.04.2025
This is what our beloved Anas requested to be published upon his martyrdom.
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Parliament and Hansard have removed “We are all Palestine Action” from my speech on Wednesday 2 July 2025 — despite me saying it.
This is a blatant attempt to censor me and rewrite the record.
This is not how a democracy behaves.
We will not be silenced.
Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji’un.
To Allah we belong and to Him we return.
It is with deep sadness that we share the passing of our dear brother, Hafiizh Hamid. A loving husband and father, a talented animator for Yaqeen (Ramadan & Dhul Hijjah Series), and a quiet soul whose work left a lasting impact.
In this moment of grief, we have a chance to come together as a community and support his family.
We invite you to donate whatever you can and share this campaign with others: https://t.co/fJFiRzpzFr
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My friend has started a fundraising link for her friend who lost her father. This sister we’re raising money for has no family left. She quit her job to support her father in his final days so the aim of this fundraiser is to help support her.