Tag: Christchurch

  • Husna’s Story  My wife, the Christchurch massacre & my journey to forgiveness

    Husna’s Story My wife, the Christchurch massacre & my journey to forgiveness

    March 5, 2019 was a day when the small city of Christchurch in New Zealand was witness to one of the most horrific acts of terrorism to have been carried out in either New Zealand or Australia: a day when the world took a collective breath when it was discovered a lone gunman, filled with hate, opened fire on two Christchurch Mosques during prayers, killing 51 people and injuring many more.

    One woman who was fatally wounded, selflessly gave up her life as she returned to the Mosque to try and find her husband, Farid Ahmed; a man wheelchair bound and unable to move quickly out of harms way.  Husna Ahmed had already led the women out of harms way before turning back to seek out her husband.

    Her act of selflessness is celebrated in the writing of Husna’s Story and will long be remembered in the history of Christchurch, indeed the wider community all affected by this senseless act of violence.

    Farid Ahmed, a man of peace, devout Muslim, homeopath and healer has followed his beloved Husna’s example of forgiveness, as he struggled to accept the horror of that day, then the resultant acceptance of losing his wife, by choosing the pathway of forgiveness as he has slowly healed, rebuilding his life and accepting the challenge of life without his beloved Husna.

    His story tells of a woman who, although stubborn, often of poor health, but always accepting of a challenge, settled in a new country as a young woman of twenty years, sheltered by her family, well educated but unable to cook, speak English or drive a car.

    She rose to the challenge, forging a pathway into a new world, a world in which she became a well-respected woman within her faith and the wider community, always with time and energy to offer a helping hand to someone in need.

    Husna was a very human force who simply cared for all who came within her orbit with kindness and caring. As Farid retells of those terrible dark filled days, she comes alive on the pages, a woman of vibrancy and love, who offered her life in the most perfect of all love.

    Over time, Farid has come to forgive the gunman; to accept that his world has changed forever and how his strong belief in his faith has shown him the pathway toward forgiveness, a pathway he believes his wife would have him choose.

    The Tributes to Husna in the back of the book speak for themselves, the Forwards also present a woman loved, respected and now sadly, terribly missed. In choosing love rather than hate, Farid Ahmed hopes this can prevent further such horrors being enacted and that through their sacrifice, a better way of transforming hatred into love, so a far better world can be discovered.

    Vale Husna Ahmed.

  • Lyla: Through My Eyes – Natural Disaster Zones

    Lyla: Through My Eyes – Natural Disaster Zones

    Through my eyes- natural disaster zones, is a wonderful series. It is a way of bringing real life happenings to our understanding, and especially for the younger reader. The story is told by a secondary school student, in her words, and about her life. Many of us remember the huge earthquake in Christchurch, New Zealand, but Lyla tells us exactly what she saw, felt and did, during those months following the main quake.

    For Lyla and her family, earth tremors were a regular occurrence, and a nuisance that you just tried to ignore. On the day of the major quake, Lyla was in town with some friends, when the earth “Shook itself to bits.” This wasn’t an aftershock, that occurred regularly, the shaking earth knocked the girls to the ground, and the earth kept” Bucking and buckling and heaving.” Fifteen seconds was all it took to bring chaos to the city. The girls’ first thoughts were that it was foggy, but that was the dust, and that many buildings had begun the process of falling down.

    They had always been taught to head for open spaces away from buildings, after a quake, but Lyla saw a heavily pregnant woman with a toddler, and an injured man, and helped them both. The group made their way home, aware of the devastation around them. Their school was destroyed, and so many houses were just a dusty pile of rubble. Lyla’s mother and father both worked in the support industry, and although the network was jammed, she texted them to say I’m OK.

    The pattern of her family’s life would change forever after this day. All the things taken for granted such as running water, electricity, and a safe house were gone. Luckily, although the floor sloped, and all the rooms were strewn with possessions, the house was still sound. So Lyla and her brother began to search for neighbours who were not so lucky. They pulled mattresses onto the floor, and welcomed people inside, who were wandering and dazed. The immediate danger was over, but so many after- shocks were felt the children became expert in gauging the measurement of the shock.

    After a time, things began to settle, but it was many days before basic services could be restored. The striking way this story is told, through the eyes of a teenager, brings to life the despair, the loss of life and familiar surrounds, and the loss of friends, whose families just couldn’t stay in that city. Many people were left with fears, quite a normal reaction. The fear of large buildings, and going up in lifts, were some of the things that scarred the people of Christchurch. The day to day monotony of loss and grief is poignantly shown here, and we view this tragedy with a great deal more understanding.