In the beginning, there was a question.
‘Will you burn yourself for the people?’ a poor man asked.
I don’t understand, I said. This was a suicide.
‘It’s for the people. There will be no more poverty, no more oppression, no more hatred. Only love. I know you’re the right person for this Revolution. Don’t you want a world full with love?’ he said.
Picture a man with an NY cap on his head, wearing a green Super-Dry sweater and a black jeans. He was not a religious person by first impression. Surely he was not. But, he asked me to sacrifice my life, just like a story I read about a devout Muslim in the USA newspaper yesterday.
‘To be with God is to be with people. Remember my son, there is no peace without struggle’, he added.
Why me? I know, nowadays people love to hate, and it’s not right. I know, everyone want peace. And, I want Love. Do I need to give everything for Love?
‘Why do you choose the hard road?’ my little brother ask me.
Why in the first place you think I have another road?
In the beginning, there was also an equation.
‘God revolutionize not the condition of a society until they revolutionize their selves’
Shhh, this is a Revolution. Don’ tell the person standing behind you. Ermm, will you burn yourself?