GIMDES has devoted itself to these services in order to be the lifeblood of our brothers and sisters who have been trying to survive in the whirlpool of suffering, suffering, poverty, hunger, internal and external wars of our next-door neighbor Syria for years. Our member Halim GIRGIN is trying to run to Syria under the guidance of our brother. For this reason, they distribute the aid to those in need in tents where the cold prevails in the muddy streets of Idlib in order to deliver the aid we have prepared to those in need.
One of our brothers, who was in this team, shared his feelings under the influence of the scene he saw.
“One morning in Idlib, life is just waking up, early hours, it is frosty cold. Coats stacked on top of our heads, solid shoes on our feet, two pairs of socks. A cute little girl on the street, barefoot in flat-topped slippers, looks at us with her smiling eyes. She has got a sister or a friend who is holding her hand, not looking around, dressed in mud. She heads towards a makeshift grocery store with three stalls and two shelves. Our host takes the three children by the arms and they go to the grocery store together. Soon, we become friends with the shop owner. They know that we are from Turkey, there is a high level of respect and veneration. A few chairs are prepared immediately, a teapot is placed on the small tube. The costumes of the people who come to the shop, shaped by culture and deprivation, make us suffer. We fill our stomachs with a cup of coffee, a piece of lavash bread and tomato paste.
Then we see the credit book on the counter. The shop owner, who is trying to discount, agrees to sell the notebook upon our request. We paid the debt of the poor, who had a debt written in the book on behalf of our brother, who was waiting for prayers from the Muslims who were saddened by the war. We did not see the joy of debtors, but we are sure that those who do this good deed will be very happy in the hereafter.
This is Bilad al-Sham; where the Umayyad and Abbasid reigns once lasted. On the other hand, the borders where eastern and western cultures intersect. Where wars are ancient with human history. It is indeed a rich soil, as we see in our trips in the countryside. Everywhere is shouting that I have a rich culture and productivity. Olive trees are everywhere we go.
The soil is rich and the culture of the Ansar is also rich. There are hearts that unite within the framework of the ummah bond when there is a war. Uzbek, Pakistani, Moroccan, Turkish, Kurdish, Albanian, Circassian, everyone is trying to be salve. When you take care of your values, these people hurt the same place in trouble. Response to adversity differs not racially, but rather intellectually. We are in a geography that will witness extreme examples. There are people who try to escape with their children in an inflatable boat over the Aegean Sea to the dark waters and the uncertain future to get rid of their troubles. There are also people who, while living in prosperity in an established order, cannot fit the ummah’s troubles into themselves and embrace the troubles of the people here by leaving everything else.”
