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Feed the fire: Voices!

As-salaam alaikum everyone. I know it has been a while and I'm a very inconsistent blogger, which is no doubt inexcusable but I promise to attempt to be better from today onwards. How have you all been?

I’ve had quite an experience that I will explain in the next post I hope. Anyway, the topic of today will be VOICES. With all the incidents around the world, I now see that I’ve been giving myself a bunch of useless and pointless excuses and reasons not to use my voice.

Excuse 1: There is no point!

Excuse me. What do you mean by “There’s no point!”

Every topic has a point no matter how small, big, pointless, impactful it seems. All that matters is the topic’s importance to you.

 

How does the topic make you feel? Why do you feel that way? Is it something that worries you/ excites you/ saddens you?

Ask yourselves these questions and see if it is pointless.

Excuse 2: No one will see the point. No one will hear me. No one will listen. No one cares.

How can you say that when you haven’t tried? That, my dear friend, is making assumptions.

 

 When you talk, protest, there is that possibility, that chance, that likeliness that 6 out of 10 people will hear you. Two out of those six are likely to pass the message on whether accidentally or purposefully.

 

 The point is you lay the kindling. Someone else starts the fire. More people feed the fire. The title for today’s post. FEED THE FIRE. No one cares? One of the reasons we speak out is so that people can start caring. If we do not speak out, how are they going to care?

Excuse 3: I will just fail so there’s no point anyway.

This applies to more than speaking up. To our daily lives. To our responsibilities, tests, exams etc. Why do you put yourself down? I know many of my friends might call me a hypocrite if I write this anyway because I almost always do this to myself.

 Yes, you might fall.

 Yes, you might fail.

 Yes, you might not get there.

That does not mean that you become the hindrance that you are scared of.

 This makes you join the list of agents that are against you. Imagine being against yourself. There is nothing worse than being against your own self. Once again, this is an assumption.

I get it.

 We are human (mostly). We have our fears but we need to start confronting our fears.

 

Lastly, I feared being judged or harassed for the side to the argument I picked. I was scared most of the time, which is why I never spoke up.

 It is time I learnt to start speaking myself. Your voice can only be amplified when it is audible. This means that we have to keep trying. Until we are heard. Until they see. Until they understand.

Remember that!


Thank you all for reading, also Eid Mubarak even though I'm late. My lovelies! Shukran and Allah hafeez. See you next time In Sha Allah!

 


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