Yesterday, I felt a deep sense of loss. Some 43 members of my community were buried after being killed in cold blood because of how they identify — as Ismailis — just as I do. It was a targeted attack and while I have never met or known any of the victims myself, my eyes welled and my chest filled with a deep sadness. I felt as though I had lost family members. In fact, I had — but so had we all. My personal reaction to this atrocious crime surprised me. It did not include an ounce of anger. Just a deeper desire to better understand the world we have created.
The sense of loss we feel when we learn of the death of complete strangers is a demonstration of our collective and common humanity.
The Ismailis are a beautifully stitched mosaic of ethnic backgrounds, nationalities, languages and cultures. Wherever we live, we are proud citizens of our home countries flying our national flags and singing our anthems with deep conviction and pride — as much in Pakistan as everywhere else. Wherever we call home geographically (I am a very proud Canuck), we see it as our responsibility to contribute not only to our community and our neighbours, but to our nation’s well-being. Is that description of the Ismaili community really any different from the vast majority of humanity? Is the fact that you are a different colour tile with a different shape not the reason we are so beautiful when placed together?
But this post is not about my community, it is a call for us as humanity to find ways to connect with one another more.
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