Think about a time when you felt depressed, lonely, and unfairly treated. Your self-esteem was then lower, you questioned yourself, and—in some more extreme cases, albeit not infrequently—you might have even wondered if you wanted to live.
We’ve all been there. I have been over the last few weeks.
I won’t delve into the reasons for my recent melancholy, but I’ll tell you that, at 4:30 pm today, I felt I could be happy for a hundred years. Why? Because my research supervisor looked me in the eyes, told me he valued my work, and asked me to not allow others to get to me.
Such a small compliment made my day.
I think Hector would feel the same way if you sent him a Christmas card this year. You might feel that your perfunctory “Merry Christmas” adds no value, but for someone who’s been unfairly imprisoned, tortured, and held in a jail section for death inmates, it can mean the world to him to know there is someone out there thinking about him.
You don’t have to be an eloquent writer to write something to him. Personally, I sent him a card reminding him to stay strong, and wishing him a Merry Christmas.
Please try to avoid writing against Islam, though. We would not be helping Hector if his guards were to read disparaging material about Islam; they could even use it as further ammunition to harm him.
If you’re on board with this, here’s Hector’s mailing address:
>Hector Aleem
>Circle 4
>Adiyala Jail
>Rawalpindi
>Islamic Republic of Pakistan
Thanks for your time. I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.
Mohammed
PS: Feel free to copy-paste this around—in fact, please do!
PPS: You can donate online to help with his legal fees:http://tinyurl.com/hectoraleem
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