saw this one du’a on tiktok that made me bawled my eyes out. it says,
"Ya Allah, make it happen in such an impossible way that I know it could only be from You. You are Al-Fattah, The Opener, so open doors for me that no one can shut. You are Ar-Razzaq,
My heart is with Muslim men at this time. We all talk about the innocent women and children but I’m crying over the fear and dehumanization our men are facing too.
The silence of the Pakistani public is not contentment. It is the silence of people who have been stripped of every avenue to push back.
When a dhaba wala in Lahore raises his price and lets his assistant go on the same day, he is not being passive. He is surviving. When a factory worker in Faisalabad skips a meal to cover the electricity bill, he is not endorsing his government. He is managing a crisis that was handed to him.
Pakistan’s elites do not just own wealth. They own the mechanisms through which wealth is distributed. They sit in Parliament. They write the tax exemptions. They control hiring, tenancy, and credit in communities where the state never arrives. The people at the bottom do not have the luxury of protest. Protest requires time, security, and the knowledge that the system will not simply destroy you for trying.
This is not a country where people love their rulers. It is a country where poverty has been engineered so comprehensively that the poor are too busy surviving to organize against the people engineering it.
Silence in Pakistan is not a vote. It is the price of staying alive.
We may not have seen the era of Salahuddin, Tariq Bin Ziyad, Omar Mukhtar and others.
But we have seen the era of great Ismail Hanniyeh, the fearless Yahya Sinwar, the steadfast warrior Abu Khaled Muhammad Al-Deif and the voice of the Ummah Abu Obaida Hufaiza Al-Kahlout.