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Sunday, May 11, 2014

The State of Madness in Ukraine…and the rest of the world


It is hard to see what is happening in the great country of Ukraine because one thing I do know from schizophrenia is that it is a condition which is difficult to treat. It is especially painful to see people struggling there, while several demons attack the nation in masses (we all know their names).

But what is particularly devastating is seeing people, nations, languages and faiths turning against each other, all at once.

‘We have to take sides!’ – Everyone seems to be proclaiming without actually realising that the only side which can bring a peaceful solution is to recognise that both Russians and Ukrainians, as well as their respective countries, are both beautiful in their own right.

But no, everyone, it seems, needs to put a small piece of fury into the melting point. ‘The Ukrainian language comes from the Latin!’ said one politician, only highlighting the vulnerabilities of people whose language is spoken by a relatively small population. ‘Russia was born in Kiev!’ answer Russians, who feel that while trying to rebuild a country from ruins, they missed NATO moving firmly to the east.

When I see all these people turning against each other, becoming enemies after decennia of being friends, I can only cry. Half of my family is in Ukraine, while the other is in Russia. I remember how I envied my cousin who went to school in Ukraine and could speak Ukrainian. It could never cross my mind that one language is better than another, or that one nation has more reasons to exist than someone else.

A real revolution is not about taking things by force. The revolution can only happen when all people unite over different faiths, languages and eating preferences.

To conclude I would like to cite two poems. One is from a great Russian poet, and another is from a great Ukrainian poet.

"Why is this century worse than those others?

Maybe, because, in sadness and alarm,

It only touched the blackest of the ulcers,

But couldn't heal it in its span of time."

(Anna Akhmatova)

“You’re lucky children, to be born

In such a peaceful time, to live so carefree.

You listen to my talk of past wild times

As if it were some frightening fairy tale.

Yes, children! Once our beautiful free world

Seemed like a prison to people then alive.


And brothers fought each other, waging war.

But do you understand that word called war?

Those days they gave fratricide the name of war.

Called it saving truth, liberty, faith and power -

And all that bloodshed they said was heroism!”

(Lesya Ukrainka)
 

Assalamo alaikum wa rahmatullahe wa barakatohu

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