Gaza, The Forgotten Land: After the Iran-Israel Ceasefire

🌙 As a Muslim, I Ask: When Will This End?

They said the fighting between Israel and Iran was over.
There was a ceasefire, a pause, a moment to breathe.
But instead of peace, we saw Gaza bleed again.

Why?
Because Israel turned its frustration toward the most broken place on Earth.
Gaza.

A land already shattered by years of pain.
A people already crushed under the weight of bombs, blockades, and silence.

And now — again — children are crying, homes are gone, and mothers are holding lifeless bodies.

🧕 This Is Not Just News. It’s Trauma.

As a Muslim, this doesn’t feel like just another headline.
It feels like someone tore a piece of my heart and stepped on it.

Because Gaza isn’t just “a place” in Palestine.
It’s a symbol of every broken promise.
It’s a mirror showing us how far the world has fallen.
It’s a graveyard of our silence.

How many times will we scroll past the images and keep eating dinner?

🧒 A Generation That Only Knows Smoke and Sirens

Think about this:
There are 10-year-old children in Gaza who’ve never seen peace.
Never seen normal life. Never slept through a full night without fear.

All they’ve seen is:

• Their schools turned into rubble
• Their dreams replaced with survival
• Their parents aging from grief

And what’s worse?
The world lets it happen. Again. And again.

📢 Ceasefire There. Bombs Here.

After the Iran-Israel ceasefire, many breathed a sigh of relief.
But while the world relaxed, Gaza got hit.

It’s like every time someone tries to calm the fire, Israel finds another match—and throws it at Gaza.

No political excuse can justify this.
Not frustration.
Not fear.
Not silence.

🕊️ What Can We, As Muslims, Do?

We’re tired. Yes.
But we can’t be silent.

Here’s what we can do:

• Pray for Gaza every day
• Speak up online and offline
• Support verified aid to help families rebuild
• Teach our children the truth, with love and awareness
• Hold onto our humanity, no matter how broken this world feels

Even if we feel helpless, we can still be a voice, a dua, a hand that reaches out.

💬 Let’s Not Look Away This Time

I’m not writing this to debate.
I’m writing this because my soul is tired of pretending things are okay.

Gaza is not just “in conflict.”
Gaza is in mourning. Again.

How much more can they take?
How much more will the world ignore?

🕯️ Final Words

If your child had to live through just one day in Gaza,
you would never forget it.
Never forgive it.
Never survive it.

But Gaza’s children?
They survive it every single day.

May Allah protect them.
May He hold every mother whose heart is now in pieces.
And may He wake this world up — before it’s too late.

💬 What are you feeling right now?
Say it. Don’t stay silent.
Drop a comment below, even if it’s just a prayer.