Winners never Quit and Quitters never win

This is me and my brother in June 2017, before I got admitted (Aug 2017) to the psychiatry ward

I was thrashed brutally by my close family members yesterday over writing these blogs everyday and organizing monthly tech meetups. I was asked if I am taking my psychiatry medications or not. Weather I am living a sane life or not. I was also told, “It is wrong to bring our daughters and sisters to tech meetups where I have also invited my close friends”. Some of these relatives are rich and have accumulated good wealth doing business abroad. I was also asked if the books I am reading are complete enough to dictate the true picture of Quran.

I will try to write my answer to these queries, because I am a Telecom Engineer, who can make websites and write blogs everyday. I will try to act proud and blunt because I really do not care what people think of a person who writes everyday about “Quran”.

(O Muhammad) Say, "I only advise you of one [thing] - that you stand for Allah, [seeking truth] in pairs and individually, and then give thought." There is not in your companion any madness. He is only a warner to you before a severe punishment.
- Surah Saba verse 46

How did I become a psychiatry patient?

I started taking pictures everyday in 2017, like the one above. It went on for 60 days which lead me believing I can give Friday Sermon in our local mosque. I showed the intent at my profession to express myself.

Because it is unorthodox to give sermons for an engineer, I was made admitted in a psychiatry ward for 1 month. It is a prison cell where you can not move out. I was labelled a “Mood Disorder” patient.

Back then I did not have a protection wall around me, which made it relatively easier for people to get me to the prison.

2018, My second time in psychiatry ward.

I tried to cope with the high dose epilepsy medication. I managed to taper it off, to stand back on my feet and I again wanted to give a sermon and showed the intent. I was again considered a psychiatry patient. My mother and brother started giving me the medicine without my knowledge. As soon as I felt the dose of medication in my urine, I confirmed it from them. I found out they secretly were poring high dose epilepsy medicine into my food for 3 - 4 days.

I surrendered and went on my own to the same Psychiatry ward for 2 months. My wife had not yet moved to Pakistan.

Building of protection wall

1. Wife

I married to a Norwegian girl. She is a strong, bold, blunt and ruthless girl. She fought with the head of psychiatry doctor and lowered him to the ground. I was discharged from the hospital with positive remarks. I joined my profession back. I worked hard and got an out-standing report for performing an excellent job from my boss.

2. Success at University

I started doing Masters. I launched zakatlists.com/school. My university class fellows are using it. I have topped 2 subjects out of 3 in the first semester of university. I do not know yet the result of the 3rd subject.

3. Friends over Quran

I joined a circle of well educated friends who read Quran everyday in the morning and read the translation. I write this blog daily where I try to write about my feelings and experiences towards Quran. The ways and means through which it has impacted my life.

I have my wife and these friends made over Quran, beside me. If my blog writing is abnormal, I do not believe, labelling my wife and close friends ‘abnormal’ is possible. I can not be victimised any more because of my beliefs and actions.

The building of this wall has made it possible for me that I keep writing a blog daily. I also arrange tech Meetups every month. I will not stop.

Conclusion

It is not an easy job to arrange a tech meetup every month. I am paying Rs 20000 every month out of my own pocket, because I am not a quitter. I will not lower my voice. I will not stop writing. I will not stop reading Quran. Because I am a proud guy, who inspite of getting labelled a ‘psychiatry patient’ will not get discouraged.

These blogs under zakatlists.com might turn out making Pakistan better. It might help Imran Khan. It might help our youth love our mosques. And above all, it might unite us; from Indonesia to Palestine. Who knows, it might become something bigger.