Dr. Mohamed Abdullah
Village... value warehouse.
When people compare the village to the city, they often compare two lifestyles: rural mediation and urban complicity, warm relations and cement, the breadth of the sky and the narrowness of the apartments; however, the question in the Sudan is deeper than just a transient social comparison; the Sudanese village was not just a place of housing, but a repository of values that have shaped and denounced Sudanese people over centuries.
The Sudanese have known stability for more than two thousand years, settled the Neal Deserts and the plains north of the Sixth Floor more than two thousand years ago, were not rooted groups, but stable civilizations, defined agriculture, created cities, temples and markets, and invented governance and management systems, while knowing the meaning of the neighbourhood, alien disgrace and tolerance for the Sudan ' s longest history.
In the old Sudanese countryside, human beings were not measured by what they had alone, but by what they were given, and the value of men was known as the number of people who found food and safety, and even poverty itself was less severe, because the whole society was sharing its burden in a funk way, neither in the eyes nor in the big slogans.
Prackel Mountain.
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The meditation of what has been attributed to the Koshi King Khaliot Ben Ba ' akhy, and to his homeland in Mount ElBrakl, approximately 750 B.C., realizes that these morals are not an emergency for the people of the Sudan, but an extension of a long civilized and human consciousness.
"I'm not lying, I'm not abusing other property, I'm not making sin, and my heart is dying to suffer the poor.
I do not kill a person without a crime worth killing, I do not accept bribes to perform illegal work, I do not pay a trader to the owner, I do not convict a married woman, I do not pronounce a judgment without a warrant, nor do I pour a partner to holy birds or kill a holy animal.
I am not assaulting the temple ' s property; I give the gifts to it; bread to the hungry, water to thirst and clothing to the naked.
I do this in minimum life, and I walk in the way of the creator, away from everything that wraths the idol, to chart the way for the grandchildren who come after me in this world, and for those who leave them forever."
What spirit of justice was a worship, and the relief of the hungry was an immoral duty? Which society had made a man, more than two thousand and seven hundred years ago, connect his immortality to what he offered to the poor, not to what he collected?
The silk, the valley.
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The centuries pass, the States change and the vows, but the essence remains unchanged. The Hardlow, the Sudanese Buddhist poet, describes his friend by saying:
"Glai's mud."
A mystical tuna and my summer.
Current jacket.
"in my neighbor, forget my guest."
These are few words, but they confuse the philosophy of a whole society. The real wealth is not in gold or Sultan, but in the fact that the human being is a " state-of-the-art " to his neighbour, his family and his transit guest.
But modern civilization, with its speed, pressure and isolation, has overshadowed these values slowly: when the city grows in soulless, it makes the human person more concerned and less patient to others.
War reveals substance.
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However, what the Sudan has witnessed in recent years has revealed a fundamental fact: the country ' s real balance is not politics, wealth, slogans, but the values of people themselves. In the heart of war, exodus and collapse, the Sudanese continued to open his home to strangers, his food was shared with the displaced, and the meaning of solidarity was rediscovered every day, as if those ancient commandments engraved on the stone of Mount Berkell still applied in the conscience of the people, even if they did not.
That is why the Sudan, no matter how powerful it is, is able to recover, not because its problems are easy, but because its moral roots are deeper than the transgression, and the country will emerge from this war with very cruel and important lessons. First, upholding old values is not the inspiration of the past, but the real safety of the future.
The Sudanese will discover, sooner or later, that severity and hatred claims do not build a home, that their historical value is coexistence, not fighting, and that the voices of the mind -- whatever they have sometimes diminished -- are the ones that win at the end. This country has lived long centuries of diversity only because it has learned how to contain its differences, not how to tell itself.
The future of values, not slogans.
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The time has come for the Sudan to be at the forefront of nations not to say; not to be engaged and eloquent, but to revive that profound moral legacy, which has made the human person of this land, from my time to today, see to feed the hungry, protect the leasing and cover the neighbour, the meaning of civilization itself.
The world stands today at the threshold of major shifts in technology, economy, human consciousness and lifestyles, and the Sudan will not be far from all, but nations that will survive the chaos of the future are not necessarily the richest or most armed, but the most able to preserve their humanity in the middle of the storm.
Eventually, this is what remains for the people of the Sudan.
It's also what will save them.
