Iqbol
02-10-2007, 08:45 PM
Wedding and War in Galilee (http://www.samarmagazine.org/archive/article.php?id=231)
A view of the emerging India-Israel-US axis, from a wedding in Palestine with Israeli helicopters whirring above, to Indian towns filled with Israeli soldiers looking for Shanti, to deportations and surveillance in the U.S.
By Sunaina Maira
This piece originally appeared in Samar 25, published online January 14th, 2007.
I arrived in northern Israel during the second week of the Israel-Lebanon war in the summer of 2006. My husband is from a Palestinian village in Galilee and there was a big wedding in his family to which we had been looking forward for a year. So we went to visit his family anyway, hoping the skirmishes on the border would subside in a week or two. Instead, Israel used the pretext of the soldier captured by Hezbollah to launch its all-out war against southern Lebanon, bombing the civilian infrastructure of Lebanon to smithereens, killing at least 1200 Lebanese—most of them civilians and one-third of them children, and displacing about one million civilians.
While staying in Galilee during the Lebanon war, I found that Palestinians inside Israel continued their lives as normally as they could. This is not surprising, since they have lived through so many wars since Israel was created on their lands in 1948 and many were displaced from their homes. As we heard the fighter jets roaring overhead on their way to bomb Lebanon, and the dull thud of rockets through the day on Israeli military areas, Palestinians probably heard echoes of the other Arab Israeli wars of 1956 and 1967, and the Israeli invasion of Lebanon in 1982—before Hezbollah even existed. When Israeli soldiers massacred women and children in Kana, Lebanon, sorrow gushed from Palestinians over this horror and the repetition of horror that brought back memories of the Israeli massacre in Kana in 1996.
This summer we did not travel to the Israeli Jewish coastal towns such as Nahariyya, where Israeli soldiers in uniform usually hang out at beaches and cafes with rifles slung over their shoulders, for the cafes and seaside bars were all closed due to the attacks. All Jewish Israeli civilians at some point are, have been, or will be in the Israeli occupying forces. I realized that because Israel is a heavily militarized state, where the occupation is next door and not far away in Iraq, the boundary between civilian society and military life is very thin. Being in Israel during an official war, not just the routine attacks of the military occupation in the West Bank and Gaza, was not that much different, it seemed.
Palestinians in the village were tense, understandably, but life went on and so did the family wedding. The venue for the final celebration was changed to a safer location, but the nightly parties, the dancing and henna, deejays and drinking and feasting continued as they usually would have—except for the background thud of Katyushas and the whirring of Israeli helicopters overhead. Guests at the wedding festivities occasionally looked up at the night sky to guess where the rockets were headed, and some mothers nervously looked over their shoulders to keep an eye on children playing outside. But there was also a palpable exhilaration; a hope that the occupation of the Arab lands just over the hills might indeed finally end, that the brutal Israeli military might indeed be defeated, that a just peace might indeed be won.
Palestinians in Israel, who constitute twenty percent of Israel, are Israeli citizens but do not have the full civil, economic, and political rights of Israeli citizenship since these are afforded only to Jewish citizens. They live in segregated Palestinian villages that are crowded and sometimes dirty, without parks, libraries, or recreational facilities. Palestinian villages in Israel do not get the same social services and funding as Jewish towns, which are spotlessly clean much like American suburbs, with lush green streets and flowers blooming in the desert. Apartheid in Israel is a visible fact of daily life. The indigenous Palestinians, like the native blacks who suffered under South African apartheid, go to segregated schools and have to struggle to get acceptance into Israeli colleges and find employment. Many young Palestinians end up leaving the country to study elsewhere. People around the world increasingly come to know that Palestinians in the West Bank and Gaza live under military occupation with separate roads, concrete checkpoints, and a 35-foot high prison wall. However, I realized that Palestinians within the 1948 borders of Israel live with invisible checkpoints and within what some call a "glass wall" of policies that discriminate against them, because they are not Jewish.............
PS. I had read another presque-scholar article on India Israel relations which I am attaching here
A view of the emerging India-Israel-US axis, from a wedding in Palestine with Israeli helicopters whirring above, to Indian towns filled with Israeli soldiers looking for Shanti, to deportations and surveillance in the U.S.
By Sunaina Maira
This piece originally appeared in Samar 25, published online January 14th, 2007.
I arrived in northern Israel during the second week of the Israel-Lebanon war in the summer of 2006. My husband is from a Palestinian village in Galilee and there was a big wedding in his family to which we had been looking forward for a year. So we went to visit his family anyway, hoping the skirmishes on the border would subside in a week or two. Instead, Israel used the pretext of the soldier captured by Hezbollah to launch its all-out war against southern Lebanon, bombing the civilian infrastructure of Lebanon to smithereens, killing at least 1200 Lebanese—most of them civilians and one-third of them children, and displacing about one million civilians.
While staying in Galilee during the Lebanon war, I found that Palestinians inside Israel continued their lives as normally as they could. This is not surprising, since they have lived through so many wars since Israel was created on their lands in 1948 and many were displaced from their homes. As we heard the fighter jets roaring overhead on their way to bomb Lebanon, and the dull thud of rockets through the day on Israeli military areas, Palestinians probably heard echoes of the other Arab Israeli wars of 1956 and 1967, and the Israeli invasion of Lebanon in 1982—before Hezbollah even existed. When Israeli soldiers massacred women and children in Kana, Lebanon, sorrow gushed from Palestinians over this horror and the repetition of horror that brought back memories of the Israeli massacre in Kana in 1996.
This summer we did not travel to the Israeli Jewish coastal towns such as Nahariyya, where Israeli soldiers in uniform usually hang out at beaches and cafes with rifles slung over their shoulders, for the cafes and seaside bars were all closed due to the attacks. All Jewish Israeli civilians at some point are, have been, or will be in the Israeli occupying forces. I realized that because Israel is a heavily militarized state, where the occupation is next door and not far away in Iraq, the boundary between civilian society and military life is very thin. Being in Israel during an official war, not just the routine attacks of the military occupation in the West Bank and Gaza, was not that much different, it seemed.
Palestinians in the village were tense, understandably, but life went on and so did the family wedding. The venue for the final celebration was changed to a safer location, but the nightly parties, the dancing and henna, deejays and drinking and feasting continued as they usually would have—except for the background thud of Katyushas and the whirring of Israeli helicopters overhead. Guests at the wedding festivities occasionally looked up at the night sky to guess where the rockets were headed, and some mothers nervously looked over their shoulders to keep an eye on children playing outside. But there was also a palpable exhilaration; a hope that the occupation of the Arab lands just over the hills might indeed finally end, that the brutal Israeli military might indeed be defeated, that a just peace might indeed be won.
Palestinians in Israel, who constitute twenty percent of Israel, are Israeli citizens but do not have the full civil, economic, and political rights of Israeli citizenship since these are afforded only to Jewish citizens. They live in segregated Palestinian villages that are crowded and sometimes dirty, without parks, libraries, or recreational facilities. Palestinian villages in Israel do not get the same social services and funding as Jewish towns, which are spotlessly clean much like American suburbs, with lush green streets and flowers blooming in the desert. Apartheid in Israel is a visible fact of daily life. The indigenous Palestinians, like the native blacks who suffered under South African apartheid, go to segregated schools and have to struggle to get acceptance into Israeli colleges and find employment. Many young Palestinians end up leaving the country to study elsewhere. People around the world increasingly come to know that Palestinians in the West Bank and Gaza live under military occupation with separate roads, concrete checkpoints, and a 35-foot high prison wall. However, I realized that Palestinians within the 1948 borders of Israel live with invisible checkpoints and within what some call a "glass wall" of policies that discriminate against them, because they are not Jewish.............
PS. I had read another presque-scholar article on India Israel relations which I am attaching here