Please simply respect our grieving.

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I still could not believe my self about what had happened in Paris on Friday, 13th November 2015. I was watching football on the telly at that moment, I just noticed nearly one hour after the first attack in Stade de France and Bataclan concert venue. The news told us that at least 13 persons was killed and approximately 100 persons were still in hostage inside the concert venue. I kept my self awake watching the police RAID officers tried to free people in hostage. I’ve never believed that it was part of our reality, I thought that only could happened in the box offices movies.

At half past four in the morning, I was woken up by some phone calls from unknown numbers. I woke up with my eyes half open and those phone calls coming from Indonesian country numbers. So, I went back to sleep because it wasn’t my family’s numbers. My phone was still vibrating, so I finally decided to take it. It was from one of Indonesian press, the guy said he wanted to know the actual situation in Paris, he asked me about the 6 attacks in Paris, I told him in half asleep that I am not living in Paris, and I was not quite sure how many attacks happened, I only knew there was 4 attacks before I was asleep, and 13 persons were confirmed dead. Then, I ended up the phone call by saying “It’s 4 am in the morning and I’m asleep, please call me again later and thank you for your call!”

My phone is still vibrating couple minutes after, I looked up the numbers and two different numbers, so I guess it was from different press. I do not even know how can they get my number. I turned my phone off.

8 o’clock in the morning. I woke up pretty early that day, I still remembered the terror nightmare I had that night after the phone calls. I turned my phone on, there’s lots of messages and missed calls. The first message I had opened was from my brother, he wanted me to call my mom as soon as I’m awake. So, I called my mom and told her that I am OK, also told her not to be worried because I lived 120 km away from Paris.

I turned the telly on. According to the news, 129 persons were confirmed dead, more than 300 persons were wounded, and some of them are in critical condition.

The Indonesian press called me again, I told them that I’m not living in Paris, and I could not get them accurate information but the news I’ve seen on the telly. I emphasized that the tragedy happened so quick and even the local media were still updating every minutes and every second. So, please help yourself updated by social media.

Calls and messages from Indonesian friends, colleagues across the continents. Then, bunch of condolence messages and posts expressed on Facebook, twitter, instagram and other social medias. I can say anything but thank you to people who cares about what happened in Paris. It shows us that humanity does still exist.

Yet, later that day, I’ve read some posts on my Facebook time line from people that I called friends, said worse things about people who suddenly grieving about terror in Paris, but this people ignored about what happened in Beyrouth, Lebanon, a day earlier before the attack in Paris which killing 43 people and at least 239 others were wounded.

Worse things: some people said in the social media, that France deserved this because France was also attacking people in Syria.

I believe some of you are among well educated people in the world. And I do realise that now we are living in a freedom of speech, you can say anything you want. But, what I wonder is  what a different between you and the killers when you have a cold heart. France is, for the fourth time (read: Charlie Hebdo, Thalys & Linde Gas tragedy) grieving. We are not talking about any religion or who’s deserved who. The act of killing innocent people is unacceptable by any religion in the world wherever it is. I still do not understand how people dare to give such opinion when other people is moaning for their lost.  This tragedy is more than a broken heart or crying over a sad movie. This is real life happened just next to you. I could not help myself cry over parents who lost their two daughters, when a brother lost their lovely sisters, a baby girl who lost her mother, a girlfriend who lost her boyfriend in her arm, and it is just more than a broken heart. It’s a national grieving and even it is difficult for us to understand how this just happened. And, what just happened in Paris is clearly unexpected, this is also proved that the terror might be happened anytime near you. So, I beg you please respect our grieving and have a little pray that similar tragedy won’t happen anywhere else.

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