His name is Abu Harūn — a man who’s become the face of patience in Palestine, and likewise mesmerized the world with his display of patience in the face of heart shattering tragedy. A couple years back, his young child, not even reaching the age of 4 years, was crushed by a car that was being driven by a woman who didn’t wear the hijab at the time.
As recompense for her action and a condition for him forgiving her, he required that she begin wearing the hijab. Yesterday he lost his toddler to a car wreck, and today he lost his son due to the bombing of the zionists — only to show such exemplary patience.
May Allah accept all our brothers and sisters as Martyrs, and grant their remaining loved ones a beautiful patience.
@MoSalah سبحان من رزقهم هذا الثبات العظيم ❤️🇵🇸
اللهم بردًا وسلامًا على أهل غزة
اللهم اربط على قلوبهم وآمن روعاتهم، اللهم الطف بهم وخفف عنهم، وإرحم موتاهم واشف جرحاهم
اللهم انصر ��خواننا في فلسطين وثبت أقدامهم وسدّد رميهم ووحّد صفوفهم وأكتب لهم نصرًا مؤزرًا
Images from my return trip to #Bagram#Afganistan
I’m describing how prisoners were hooded and their hands shackled above their heads to the cage door and punched and kicked.
I’m explaining how an Afghan taxi driver by the name of Dilawar was beaten to death after being tied up like this for days and that image has been engraved in my head ever since.
I’m explaining how US soldiers would throw Qurans over cell doors when prisoners asked for them or drop kick the book like a football. When we first arrived soldiers ripped the Quran into pieces and threw them into buckets of excrement.
An American Egyptian interrogator told the US soldiers not to allow us to call the athan, recite the Quran or pray in congregation because that allowed to communicate with one another. If anyone did, they’d be tied up - just like Dilawar.
We had two small bottles of water per day. If we used them to wash or make wudhu we’d have nothing to drink. So most made tayammum. I did so for a year and forgot the correct sequence of wudhu by the time I arrived in #Guantanamo.
Despite this, I’m also telling them how I managed to memorise Surah Al-Baqarah - the largest chapter of the Quran - in this very spot.
Im explaining how they’d built tiny one square metre isolation cells and kept us there for days on end during interrogation periods.
I’m telling them about the screams of the woman I used to hear I thought was my wife; and how news of the birth of my son reached me here.
Im retelling them how I saw all of this in a vivid dreamI had 8 years before I came to Bagram.
I’m describing how British intelligence agents - who’d questioned me in UK several years before - came here many times and interrogated me while prisoners were screaming and tortured to death.
Other than Guantanamo, I lived in this place away from home longer than anywhere else, so I knew it very well.
This place is now abandoned and very dark - both physically and metaphorically.
Returning here was an indescribable experience. I couldn’t help but to breakdown when recounting my thoughts and memories.
It’s no longer a torture facility but I did ask that IEA preserve some part of the place so that it’s never forgotten. They said they intend to do so but also they’d like to make it into a centre of learning, where young people can study for the future without forgetting the darkness of the past.
*Deepest gratitude to #Afghan former Bagram and #Gitmo prisoners, families and very helpful #IEA officials for helping to make this happen. Images courtesy of @ShnizaiM.
The film should be out in a few months @AJEnglish #Witness in sha Allah.
May Allah accept the efforts and sacrifices of all involved.
الحمد لله حمدا كثيرا طيبًا مباركا
Today, I announced a new visa policy to promote free and fair elections. Under this policy, we can impose visa restrictions on individuals and their immediate family members if they are responsible for, or complicit in, undermining the democratic election process in Bangladesh.