Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. Alhamdulillah. They have won.

They have won. They are celebrating now with their heads up, with their feet in front of Al-Aqsa, with cheers, and with their flags raised high. They are celebrating now.

First, I would like to say something about the ceasefire. They have been victorious. In a broad way, you might think, how can they be victorious? They have just had a temporary ceasefire. How can we call them victorious?

But the reality of the matter is they were under attack by the world powers. The world giants— Israel, America, Germany, and other countries in Europe, including Britain. And Gaza is really small. Yet it stood up against all of them and got them to retreat. And if you can't call that victory, I don't know what else you can call victory.

And if you can't call that victory, I don't know what else you can call victory.

Now let's get to the main point that I want to discuss in this article. I am not celebrating this victory. For me, Gaza and Palestine mean a lot. But the thing is, the reality of the matter is that I think we are not worthy of celebrating. We are not worthy of having the happiness to even celebrate because the reality is they have been suffering for the last more than seventy six years.

And for me, obviously, I did a little protesting. I boycotted. I prayed for them, but I could have done a lot more for them. But I wasn't able to. I forgot about them throughout my day, and I acted like they never existed sometimes. All of this leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

And for me, obviously, I did a little protesting. I boycotted. I prayed for them, but I could have done a lot more for them. But I wasn't able to. I forgot about them throughout my day, and I acted like they never existed sometimes. All of this leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.

I just want to say that they are victorious, but it’s their own prayers. It may be our prayers as well, but at the end of the day, we don't get to celebrate. We get to watch them because they are the ones who deserve to celebrate. They are the ones who went through all this and still have the courage to say Alhamdulillah.

Just because we didn’t get that photo. Just because we didn’t get to go out with our friends. We get depressed. We get sad. But in reality, we shouldn’t be.

They have lost their father, mother, and everything they had. Yet they are brave. That braveness, that patience, is what I think we call sabr (patience), and so we shall be patient and watch them celebrate and be proud as well. Indeed, Allah will grant victories to the oppressed.

This may be a temporary victory, and a bigger victory is coming, as Allah has promised.