Sacred. What is sacred? According to the Oxford Dictionary, sacred is something that is “Connected with God or a god or dedicated to a religious purpose and so deserving veneration.” Now that makes sense. It is something even I know. Religion, sacredness and holiness, they all hold the same meaning in a way. Related to one source; God. Believer or not, we all need a god figure in our lives. A higher power that created us, protects us, makes sure that everything stays in order. Something giving us the hope that our lives are not wasted, that we do not live, die and go forgotten, like the speck of dust within the air, unnoticed. Something we turn to when the lights go out, to pray for a better tomorrow, to pray for the sun to shine once more. That higher power working in a mysterious way, it gives us a sense of relief knowing that no good deed goes unrewarded , and no bad deed goes unpunished. That higher power giving us, all the control freaks out there, myself included, a great sense of comfort; the ability to take a step back, breathe and just let it all go, knowing that everything would be handled and it would work out eventually. I guess most of us agree on this point; our ancestors did a good job associating sacredness with God and religion.
But then I stumbled upon another definition of the word Sacred; “Regarded as too valuable to be interfered with; sacrosanct” Now that was interesting. It actually made me wonder again. I thought I knew what sacred was. But now, what is sacred?
Life? It sounds legitimate to say that Life is a sacred thing, right? But then again, what on earth do I know about Life to say it is so valuable? I am only twenty-something. I sleep every night expecting to wake up the next morning, safe and sound. Just like any person my age, death is not an idea that we think about often. We just think we are too young, too invincible to care. Life, we take it as a given. We live every day not caring or thinking about the next, almost as if we are meant to live forever, almost as if we would live to witness the end of times. So now tell me, if we do not think of death, if we do not think of the possibility that our lives could be taken from us any minute, how could we know the value of it? How could we call it “sacred”?
Time? That was another notion that had crossed my mind. Now Time was a tricky one. At first, thinking about it, it did seem like something valuable for me. Very valuable. It always seemed like I was in a race against it, like most of us humans. And that thrill, that rush of blood you feel in your veins knowing that you might lose the race at any moment, waking every instinct of survival in you, creating new paths that would help you get what you want before you run out of Time, is priceless. Something similar to what I am experiencing at this very moment, trying to finish my article before the deadline. The rush of Adrenaline that is going through all of my body, pushing every organ in my system to work harder and faster, giving it the right amount of boost to get the work done. Moments like these, they make Time such a valuable asset in our lives. But is it really sacred? I mean, let’s think about it for a moment. Ask yourself this question. What if we weren’t in this race? What if we chose not to be in this race? What if we didn’t obsess about how little Time we had left with our loved ones, or before we had to take our finals? All of that anxiety would soon disappear and Time would be forgotten. Now that doesn’t seem to me like something sacred, does it? Or at least, I do not want to think of it as sacred. It is much easier for me to live my life that way. I chose not to get in the race against Time, for I know the odds are not in my favor.
Numerous other notions have haunted my crammed mind these past days, trying to figure out what could be sacred. Notions such as freedom, family, sanity maybe … and the list goes on. But I couldn’t do it. I guess, in the end, there is not just one universal thing that we could call sacred, that would satisfy all of us. I guess the sacred changes from one person to another depending on what they do not have and what their heart longs to have, depending on one’s own definition of the word “sacred”.
For me it is Love. It has always been Love. And I am confident that it will stay that way for as long as this heart of mine keeps beating. But it is not because I do not have Love in my life that I think it is “the Sacred”. I do have it. All kinds of Love for that matter. I am loved and I learnt how to love people. And that is a blessing. That is valuable. Priceless. Love is the only emotion, the only thing that I am willing to fight for. I know how cliché it sounds. But it is true. Taking a trip down memory lane, I have realized that when it comes to Love nothing has been able to stop me from getting what I wanted. Not even my incredibly shy and awkward personality. Only then I came to realize how much it means to me. It’s like a seed; I plant it, nourish it, take care of it, watch it as it grows into a big healthy tree, enjoy its fruits, and whatever it happens, never let it vanish and fade away. Now, why would I go through such trouble? Because, effortless as it seems, Love needs some hard work, persistence, determination, patience, and a lot of faith. Why would I go to such lengths? Well, the answer is simply this: because not very deep down, I know that Love is “the Sacred”. My Sacred.
Written by Jihène Ben Katib
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Pourquoi I’mPress n’aura pas lieu à l’auditorium de l’INSAT
La troisième édition d’EKTEBLI s’est tenue à l’auditorium. Et INSAT Press vise à améliorer sa journée au fil des années. Donc avec un nouveau nom » I’mPress » et de nouveaux axes, ça nous étonne que l’événement ne prenne pas lieu à l’auditorium.
À la base, c’était l’idée : à tout grand événement, grand audito. Sauf qu’un imprévu qu’INSAT Press n’a pas vu venir s’est produit. Avant de vous expliquer ce qui s’est passé, nous vous expliquons la procédure de réservation de l’auditorium auprès de l’administration.
Tout d’abord, les présidents des clubs se réunissent pour s’accorder entre eux sur les dates des événements. Le but étant de ne pas proposer deux demandes provenant de deux différents événements à l’administration. Quelques fois, les clubs font des compromis les uns envers les autres, dans l’esprit de fraternité des clubs de l’INSAT. La réunion se termine avec un compromis qui ne laisse pas place aux conflits aux yeux de l’administration.
Et c’est ce qui s’est passé avec I’mPress; après un long conflit avec plusieurs clubs, un nouvel obstacle est survenu. Le président du club explique : » Au début des vacances, j’ai déposé la demande et je savais que Mr. Mustapha Hamdi avait un événement le jour-même. Je l’ai alors contacté et il m’a informé que tout va bien; l’auditorium est à nous! Sauf qu’Ahmed Belgacem m’a contacté. Il m’a dit qu’il a appris de la part du DVURE (Directeur de la Vie Universitaire et de la Relation avec l’Environnement) que le 17 avril est déjà réservé! «
Il s’agit de l’événement de 4C INSAT organisé par Mme Naouel Abdelmoula qui consiste en la projection du film tunisien » Dachra » commentée par son réalisateur.
Bien évidemment, le président d’INSAT Press a fait de son mieux pour négocier cette date auprès de Mme Abdelmoula qui insiste à la garder; elle a déjà contacté des invités et organisé une grande partie de l’événement.
Il s’agit donc d’un malentendu entre le club et l’administration. Celà dit, l’événement se déroulera au hall. Toutes les expositions se feront librement sur estrades. Venez pour l’ambiance, restez pour la remise des prix à la salle des conférence 2B6-2.