Heavy rain and floods in the province of Khyber-Pukhtunkhwa on the North-West Frontier of Pakistan have killed hundreds of people and displaced many others.
I wonder why disaster upon disaster on this land?
I am forced to write this, as I feel I should. So here it is...
It really is sad indeed to see how homes were destroyed by the floods due to dam spills, and how people were displaced. I want to share something I was just thinking about after the floods hit my village.
Yesterday morning I was told that most of the village was evacuated and people were safe. Before the floods, there was a conflict on lands in my village. All the cousins and brothers and relatives had become enemies and pointing not just fingers but also guns at each other for the sake of lands. They just loved lands and wanted more and more of the inheritance. This is a story of my very close relatives. I am sure they will learn a lesson from whatever happened now.
All those lands are now under heavy floods. These were the lands they were ready to kill each other for. Today when their homes and those lands came under water, those sworn enemies had to take refuge together under one roof. I just wonder how they would feel now? I hope now they realize who the lands belong to. Everything belongs to God, and the lands belong to God too.
Lands don't belong to us, we belong to the land, to our graves; and that will be the final abode of every human being alive today.