I forgot.

With everything that I see daily — political campaigners in the USA talking about bombing and imprisoning every Muslim nation to protect the sovereignty of their own freedom at the cost of others, political campaigners in Pakistan talking about welcoming such invasions to protect the sovereignty of their own wealth at the cost of their nations, people in general focusing only on finding the one chinch in your armor to take you down and spit on you, hypocrisy, selfcenteredness, bigotry, hatred, fascism, attacks, bombing, evil, negative, filth…

I forgot. That there used to be another world before this – a world where being a Muslim wasn’t some sort of fundamental genetic flaw that made you the prime weirdo in Aliens in America, where there didn’t have to be insurmountable invisible walls that divided basic human behavior and forced many of our own countrymen to hide their identities and faces just to be taken seriously, and where you could introduce yourself without losing everyone the minute they heard your first name, where we could “all just get along”.

I forgot, but one article written by a Patrick Di Justo took me all the way back there again. One article in Wired Magazine that quotes the Quran twice, talks about the work of Islamic Scientists in creating the Guidelines for performing Ibadah in the International Space Station, and most importantly recognizes the fact Muslims can be competent, normal human beings as well and can be respected for their choices in faith and good deeds. One article written by a Patrick Di Justo about a Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor made me believe again that the world can still live in harmony. One article that takes the first step in the process of remembering the good old days of peaceful coexistence, made me want to take the next.

I had forgotten how to, but thank you Wired Magazine for giving me some hope again.