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sarroora · 18 days ago
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Mr. Khaled was martyred today.
I mean, Paradise needs people so it doesn’t get lonely...and Hell needs wood so its fire doesn’t go out.
From the River to the Sea, Palestine will be Free.
Israel is a Settler Colony. End Zionism and destroy every entity that supports Genocide and ethnic cleansing and aids stealing natives’ lands.
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wordsbyhisheart · 14 days ago
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— Shaykh Khāled Nabhān, May Allāh grant this martyr Jannat al-Firdaws. Al-Fātiḥa for his noble soul.
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aratilightwood · 17 days ago
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Khaled Nabhan has joined the soul of his soul in Al-Barzakh. They are two green birds circulating the throne of Allah and given sustenance, as all martyrs are, until the day of judgment.
"And say not of those who are slain in God's cause, "They are dead": nay, they are alive, but you perceive it not."
Ayah Al-Baqarah 2:154.
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babiesarelazy · 18 days ago
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superpalestine · 19 days ago
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I am devastated 🤲😩 🕊️
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tvsandmovies · 1 year ago
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Don't forget this grandfather's name, his name is Khaled Nabhan, his granddaughter's name is Reem and his grandson is Tareq.
I believe he has 3 grandchildren but I didn't catch the name of the third one, I think he is grandfather from his daughter's side.
Don't forget their names and these beautiful pure souls ♥️
"The soul of my soul"
"هذه روح الروح"
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theivorybilledwoodpecker · 18 days ago
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enjymemink · 1 year ago
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Khaled Nabhan lost the soul of his soul Reem, because of those terrorists.
We'll never forgive those monsters.
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96z · 18 days ago
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khaled nabhan was the soul of our souls, a mercy for this merciless planet.
he touched all of our hearts when we saw what had become of his two young grandchildren— reem, who he lovingly called the soul of his soul, and tarek. how they were violently murdered in the name of ‘israel’s right to defend itself’. since then, he was blessed with another granddaughter, a new light in the darkness, who he adored with the same tenderness and love.
he spent his days with young children, passing out food, sitting with those who had lost their loved ones. he sat with childhood amputees and encouraged them not to despair. he made sure the cats in gaza were fed when at times there wasn’t even food for him to eat. and this sums up who khaled was. a man who gave goodness to the world, who spread mercy when the world offered him and his loved ones none, who inspired hope in everyone who met him. he was proof that even in pain, there is softness to be found.
and the israeli occupation army killed him.
every day we watch the life be stolen from the softest, the kindest. we live in a time where the elderly and the youngest, the sick and the helpless, are being murdered before our eyes, while those in power turn away as if these lives mean nothing. as if they didn’t have a whole life ahead of them. they have no problem dismissing their brutal murders as merely collateral damage when everyone who knew them and loved them knows they were so much more than that.
i don’t understand how despite everyone having the ability to witness these things same as us, all so many people want to ask is how can we wish harm upon even those who do evil? those who transgress against people just like khaled. they want to know how we can celebrate death of the oppressors, no matter how wicked. how can we ‘lose our humanity’, even in the face of inhumanity? what they fail to realize is that this is what happens when you are radicalized. this is what happens when you bear witness to genocide in real time, to the killing of entire generations, the killing of the sick and the poor and the helpless.
it is so easy for the world to look at the younger generations and call us angry, hateful, heartless. they act as if we have no empathy, no moral compass, like our grief and our rage is something to be ashamed of. but how can we not feel this way when nothing changes? eighty years down the line, the successors of the victims today will be fed the same lines “it’s time to move on,” “the past is the past,” “stop acting like a victim.” we know this because we live it now. the victims of past and present atrocities are silenced again and again, told their suffering isn’t valid, told to get over it while the world forgets what happened and history is rewritten.
we are radicalized because we refuse to forget. because nothing has changed, and yet we still believe we can make a difference. and that belief— that fire —that is what terrifies those in power. they fear a generation that has seen too much to stay silent, a generation that knows the cost of complacency, a generation that will not stop until justice is served. they have taught us over and over again that the only option is to fight, so why do they want to be surprised that we are so angry, and that we have so much fight within us?
“why are we so angry” when we’ve seen settlers spit in the faces of children, bullet wounds in the heads of babies, fathers carrying the pieces of children in grocery bags. when we’ve seen toddlers missing their heads and disabled people hunted for sport. the question isn’t why are we angry— it’s why aren’t you?
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eabd · 19 days ago
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Sheikh Khaled Nabhan 💔 Be at peace with Reem 🤲
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We’re all reeling from the murder of Khaled Nabhan, the doting Gaza grandfather whose heartfelt goodbye to his grandchildren Reem and Tareq broke our collective hearts just over a year ago.
Even in his grief he smiled at the memories of his precious ones, and never stopped caring for his community, from elders to children to stray cats. He was a living embodiment of mutual aid, generosity, and care.
In his memory, please join me in supporting a mutual aid organization, especially one in Palestine. I have a Linktree full of wonderful options and other resources here:
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paliwalls · 10 months ago
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From River to the Sea, Palestine will be Free | فلسطين حرة من النهر الى البحر
She is the soul of my soul | روح الروح
Khaled Nabhan speaking about his granddaughter, Reem, who was killed by the Israeli Occupation Forces in Gaza.
ما قال�� خالد نبهان عن حفيدته ريم التي قتلتها غارات قوات الاحتلال الاسرائلية في غزة
Washington D.C. | واشنطن العاصمة
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goddess-of-chai · 16 days ago
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Khaled Nabhan's death is unbelievably heartbreaking 💔
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runawaycarouselhorse · 1 year ago
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[CW brief clip of his dead granddaughter, Reem, in his arms, looking almost as if she were sleeping, but with a spot of blood on her face... vocals and a musical instrument towards the end in the background.]
The same Khaled and Reem who were on CNN.
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tieflingkisser · 17 days ago
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'Soul of my soul': Iconic Palestinian grandfather killed by Israel in Gaza
Khaled Nabhan, whose tribute to his slain granddaughter Reem went viral, was killed in the Nuseirat camp
According to Palestinian journalists and social media activists, Khaled Nabhan was killed during Israel's bombardment of the Nuseirat camp in central Gaza.  Nabhan became well known after his granddaughter was killed in an Israeli attack in Gaza in November 2023, with footage of him mourning the three-year-old girl spreading across social media. The grandfather described the child, called Reem, as the "soul of my soul" as he held her lifeless body, garnering international attention during the early stages of the war. After the death of Reem and being displaced by the Israeli military, Nabhan again went viral as he was filmed helping feed other Palestinians in Gaza. His experiences became symbolic of the loss suffered by Palestinians in Gaza and the resilience they continue to show.
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superpalestine · 17 days ago
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« We now know that Wilhelmi Massay, the brave nurse who is currently in Gaza volunteering was the one who gifted Khaled our piece, a couple days before he was killed.
They were supposed to have coffee together, but the occupation ruined those plans with their horrific agendas. The collection was dedicated to him and his family, and he ended up being killed in it.
Today, we donated $3,800 to Khaled Nabhan’s family to help them with anything they need. We are heartbroken. We will never forget. We will never forgive. »
Source : Wear The Peace
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