Ground Zero

September 11, 2006 at 10:15 pm (Personal, The United States)

When I visited New York a short while ago, we all went to Ground Zero. There is something eerie seeing people of all types – black, white, brown, men, women, children, infants, Christians, Jews, Hindus, Muslims, citizens, tourists, young, old, tall, short, South Asians, East Asians, Southeast Asians, Europeans, Slavs, Africans, Middle Easterners, South Americans, Mexicans, Westerners – gathered in a group with their heads turned up, all looking in the same direction, at the same thing: the timeline of September 11, 2001, with pictures and photographs.

There’s something sacred about that spot. Something that unites people. Something that hushes them.

Around the tomb of Shiite holy people – the roza – is a grill. When people visit the roza – when they “make ziarat” – they cling to the grill as they pray for the intercession of the one buried in the tomb within the roza. Visiting Ground Zero seemed a lot like making ziarat to the roza, as people clung to the grill of the fence surrounding the site to remember what transpired.

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