I was just about done reading Khaled Hosseini’s A Thousand Splendid Suns when the news about the Paris attacks broke out. Innocent lives lost that fateful night brought all of us grief. But the even greater sorrow that took a hold of my heart was knowing that there are still so many of our brothers and sisters whom we’ve never seem to even have grieved enough for.
While we do condemn the violence and mourn for our loss in one of the world’s most beautiful cities, may we never forget the injustices that have long been endured by many of us in other parts of the globe. Hungry mouths nobody feeds. Children denied of education. Women made to cover their faces, women denied of so many freedoms. People living through the horrors of war. Refugees who no longer have a place to call home.
What happened in Paris was one of the many tragedies of our time, but it isn’t a tragedy only when it happens in cities we love. The world isn’t just Paris or New York. The world is also Afghanistan, Iraq, Syria. The world is also the people whose sufferings we’ve turned a blind eye to.