Senin kıymet ve değerin, meşgul olduğun şeyin kıymet ve değeriyle doğru orantılıdır. Bütün meşgalen sadece dünya ise, hiçbir değerin yok demektir.
Zira dünya bir leştir ve hiçbir kıymeti yoktur.
Ebû Haşan eş-Şâzelî şöyle demiştir:
“Üç gün kırda kaldım. Yanımda yiyecek hiçbir şey de yoktu. Bu esnada yakınımdan geçmekte olan bazı hıristiyanlar beni yaslanmış, oturuyorken gördüler:
“Bu adam bir müslüman derviş olsa gerek” dediler ve yanıma bazı yiyecekler bırakarak gittiler. Kendi kendime: “Ne tuhaf şey!” dedim. “Düşmanlarımın elinden rızıklandım; ama dostlarımdan en küçük bir şey görmedim.” Bu sözümün akabinde bir sesin: “Yiğit; dostlarının ellerinden rızıklanan değil, ancak düşmanlarının elinden rızıklanan kimsedir.” diye seslendiğini duydum.
Sen kulluk vazifelerini yerine getir mekte devamlılık göster. Allah da sana uygun olanı senin için meydana getirecektir. O (c.c.) pisliğin içinde yaşayan kara böceğe, hamam böceğine rızkını veriyor da sana vermeyi mi unutacak?
Another incident I know about concerned one of Uganda’s only two qualified pharmacologists. Dr. Mawcrere. On August 5, 1976, Dr. Mawerere was in the doctors’ club near Mulago Hospital, when one of Amin’s Nubian thugs from the Military Police came in. He demanded that the club sell him huge quantities of beer and cigarettes.
Dr. Mawerere ordered the intruder to leave. The thug, in retaliation, struck him down and kicked him, breaking his jaw and knocking him unconscious. He then fled. Dr. Mawerere was taken at once to the hospital and given medical treatment. His colleagues reported the beating to the police, but the police took no action. The thug had meanwhile gone back to the Military Police, and complained that he had been insulted by the doctor. The following day, the Military Police sent in a unit to arrest the doctor, who was still only semiconscious—he had clips in his jaw and was incapable of speech. 1 wfas infuriated beyond measure when I heard what was happening. I drove straight to the hospital, walked up to the ward (6C) and found half-a-dozen military men with automatic rifles guarding Dr. Mawerere’s bed. The doctors and other staff gathered around and asked me how they could be expected to work when one of their profession was being humiliated in this fashion. With some difficulty. I persuaded them not to walk out but to allow me to see what could be done.
Seething with anger. I walked downstairs to the office, telephoned Amin and told him, “I cannot have the army coming to arrest people who are unconscious, let alone a doctor in the hospital, and still expect other doctors to work. It is inhuman.” In normal circumstances 1 would not have allowed my anger to run away with me in this way. Fortunately, Amin did not take offense. He had clearly been informed
The disappearances are so numerous now that a woman will fear for her husband’s safety if he is late coming home from w'ork. So many have vanished never to be seen again, dead or alive, that an extraordinary new profession has sprung up “body-finding” of which Amin’s men are the chief beneficiaries. Uganda is a religious country and it is vital for religious reasons—let alone personal ones—that the bodies should be properly buried. Body-finders work in teams. If anyone disappears, relatives immediately contact the team and arrange a fee for the tracing of the body. The teams are in daily contact with the murder squads. Sometimes new's will come directly from the murderers, via the bodyfinders, who offer assistance to the relatives in finding the body. The fee varies depending on the status of the victim. To trace a junior official, the family might be asked for 5,000 shillings (600 dollars); it could take anything from 25,000 shillings (3,000 dollars) upwards to find the body of a senior member of the administration. There are also many bogus-finders who offer their services, take the money and vanish. When my own brother disappeared, my family spent some 30,000 shillings (4,000 dollars) in a futile attempt to trace his body. My contact at that time is still one of Amin’s bodyguards.