God bless you, my faithful lord (4) ✍️ Muhammad Talab
*My heart is satisfied and here is the proof*
*I'm patient and I'm wearing black*
*Once you feel sorry, a little goes a long way*
The clip above represents the people's love and trust in (the guardian of our money and blood) and their stubborn adherence to the force that is supposed to protect, defend and protect them (the dear homeland) despite the fact that he heard about secrets and corruption.
However, love persists and (Ano is patient and pregnant with black) thinking that the matter is simple and can be handled…
I thought my discussion of this song had exhausted all its purposes in article #(3), and I intended to finish the articles under that title, but there was something that prompted me to add article no. (4)… that is, our handsome friend (Khaled Mudawi) transferred the article to some WhatsApp groups, attaching the same. Except for the song, with the voice of the late artist Salah Ibn Al Badia, it moved me as if I was hearing it. for the first time, especially when he ended it with: –
(I am happy with you, the faithful *slave*, and in you there is a need for beautiful patience) as if he wanted to clarify what I had poured so much ink into, so I listened to the song again and again again, and my tears flowed a lot because the way Ibn al-Badiya played reminded me of my father, may God have mercy on him, who died a natural death during the period of this war, and his trust in (The guard, our money and our blood, has no borders, and he told me, may God have mercy on him, that they will eliminate this (rebellion) in a few days, and when I speak to him, he doubts about my medical situation and does not show his anger at my speech, and he is happy with (Hatshuv), and the days, weeks and months pass and (the situation is Yahoo) (The same situation) Au On the contrary, it went from bad to worse until he died suddenly without warning, five months after the first shot, thank God he died and our family and loved ones mourned him and we mourned. warm tears for him. until our region becomes completely empty of its inhabitants. If the Rapid Support invaded it and expelled us from our homes and plundered them, while (the beloved) lay on the banks of his blue Nile (the Ordinary Sea)…
I think my father died of grief that day by the command of his Lord. Thank God he was not destined to witness what happened to us and what happened to his home and family. The affair was catastrophic and overnight, everything was lost…
I cry for my father and these memories because my father was the most convinced and confident person in the country's army, and he and his generation, may God have mercy on him, were among those whose hearts were filled with :-
I am pleased with you, the faithful Lord, and you must have great patience
The father's confidence in the army has its justifications, and it has a history. I ask your permission to tell part of it. He, may God have mercy on him, was one of the outstanding athletes at Hantoub high school in the early sixties. He and two of his colleagues carried the torch of the school session on foot from Hantoub until they handed it over to the minister (Talaat Farid), who promised them that they would be accepted into the Military College next year , where they would qualify. for this (back when the military college was a national college attended by psychologically, physically and academically qualified people). Moreover, the ultimate dream of our northern people is for their son to become (an army officer)…
My father, a strong and robust young man, was very happy at that time to become an officer who would be called “Lebanon” and to realize the dream of the village and the family… And the winds always bring things that ships do not want. Before the joy was complete, the October Revolution broke out and overthrew the Aboud government, and the promise of the great officer and minister (Talaat Farid) vanished…
My father, Rahma, continued his way to the Military College, following the instructions of his uncle, Admiral Ibrahim Al-Nour, Siwar Al-Dahab, but unfortunately or fortunately later, he was not welcomed because he it was missing 2 millimeters. the length required to enter the Military College, and his uncle, the admiral, did not intercede for him, saying (What should I do, my son? Your height is not appropriate.) Imagine with me the standard level of discipline and commitment that the English left behind. Only 2 millimeters prevented my father from entering the army when the dwarves and Kabuki entered the army, and the result is the current situation…
In general, it was an intense shock and disappointment for the father, so he headed for the nearest job and got married immediately, although the opportunities were great at that time. However, the shock of not being accepted into the army changed the course. of his life until the death of God…
Despite all the changes, my father continued to believe that the army was the army he dreamed of being a part of… and that no matter what happened (the army is the army), he remained faithful and loyal ( to an army in him) and was certain that he would resolve the battle in a few days… and my father left after five months and the army went from disappointment to disappointment and my father's pain grew. May God have mercy on him. and bring him into Paradise.
Sorry, dear reader, for forcing you into a particular situation, but it is similar to the situation of many of our fellow citizens who have been defeated and who still think that the army is the army that protects their land, their money and their blood. .and they don't know that what happened is beyond imagination.
At the end of these articles, dear reader, we must carefully consider what the late poet Omar Al-Banna did say, and he was one of the Fathalah Al-Haka'ahs, when (the guard said: “What is our money and our blood? I want our army, the army of our God).
He was talking about the Sudan Defense Force, created by the British and distinguished by its discipline and strength. The strangest thing is that Al-Banna, born in 1900, died in 1989, the year witnessed. the beginning of the “Islamization” of the Sudanese army and the growth of beards among officers and soldiers until total chaos and brutal war…
Good morning
Mohammed asked
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