The first time I encountered the concept of blood (as a serious phenomenon) was in my early teens as I buried myself in the Harry Potter series. Mudbloods, half-bloods and pure bloods were intricate parts of the plots.
Sadly I find today, in my personal life, this idea of blood coming back. I’m being cornered for not having the right kind. Is there really a right kind? Secondly I have been told that my children will be half bloods. What are we, living in Harry Potter’s world now? When they say that the first thing I imagine is a child, half red, and the other half another shade of red. Building on that thought you come to the realization that, being a human, you will never have two types of blood. It will be blood, and it will be red. My children will have the same blood no matter which half of them you poke.
Islam being the beautiful and peaceful religion that it is, makes no distinction between blood, colour, caste or creed. We are servants of God irrespective of all those things. Allah judges us on piety and good deeds, not on how pure our blood is or how well our social background is. If you don’t believe me, pick up a Quran and read it. Come back to me and show me where Allah (SWT) has even slightly stated that there is ANY difference (whether it be blood, colour, caste or creed) between us. We are all creations, and we all belong to our Creator.
Again, Sadly (yes it gets worse), you find the idea of blood becoming important in our beautiful country. Again, it’s about not having the right kind, and the presence of the wrong kind. Who are we to say it’s different? We pride ourselves on who our ancestors are, but does it really matter? How do we know that these blood types really breed a different type of human being? We don’t. But the politicians and these extremist groups seem to make it seem so.
Unfortunately we all have to face the bitter truth. This country doesn’t belong to any such race. We all came here! Whether it was Indian, Arab, English, Portuguese, or Dutch, we all came to this country. We did not make this country and its existence did not depend on anyone of those settlers. At the end of the day we are a mixture of some blood. This country doesn’t belong to any religion either. If anything, if you would like to argue the religion that was there in this country when Lord Buddah came here, it was the worship of objects (trees, thrones, the sun, etc.). So how is one religion and race the ruler of a country which had no particular race or religion? Again if you don’t believe me, read a history book, find out what really went down in our country.
Bottom line is if you line each of us, Sinhala, Tamil, Muslim, Burgher and cut us open, irrespective of gender, race, caste or creed, we will bleed. That blood will be red. If an outsider spilled that blood, he would have spilled Sri Lankan blood.
It’s sad when you find that even a slight percentage of your fellow Sri Lankans value blood over humanity and unity. It’s even sadder when you find that your brothers and sisters in your own community value blood over Iman.
Who is to blame for this? The West? The Politicians? The schools? The education system? How about for once we stop looking for someone to pin this problem on and we ourselves commit to solving it. How about we look at ourselves as one and the same. How about next time you hear a speech addressed to “fellow Sinhalese, Muslims, Tamils and Burghers” we shout out! “No! It’s fellow Sri Lankans!”
“O Mankind! We have created you from a male and female, and made you into nations and tribes, that you may know one another. Verily, the most honourable of you in the sight of Allah is he who has most Taqwa [God-fearing] among of you. Verily, Allah is All-Knowing, All-Aware.” (Noble Qur’an, Surat Al-Hujurat, 49:13)