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🩺 “I’m Holding Their Brains in My Hands.” - the words of my dear friend and brother serving as a doctor in Gaza

He’s my brother. My teacher. The man who guided me through my first Umrah. And today, on Al Jazeera, he spoke about the genocide in Gaza with a level of grief and clarity the world cannot ignore.

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His name is Dr. Farhan Abdul Azeez — and he is telling the truth.

He’s not a politician.
Not a pundit.
Not a talking head.

He’s a Muslim.
A doctor.
A teacher.
A brother.

And right now, he’s in Gaza — one of the only American Muslims who has been allowed into the emergency rooms during the genocide.

He’s been back multiple times since the siege began.

He’s seen what the airstrikes do.
He’s treated the children they say don’t exist.
And yesterday, on live television, he told the world what he saw.


“I’m holding their brains in my hands.”

That’s not hyperbole.
That’s not metaphor.

That’s what he said — on Al Jazeera — after cradling a Palestinian child who had just suffered a direct head injury from an Israeli/U.S. airstrike.

“I’m holding their brains in my hands.”

“What is this? They all went for food and came back with death.”

You don’t have to imagine what genocide looks like.
He saw it. He smelled it. He felt it.
And he’s back to tell us.


This man is my brother.

I don’t mean that figuratively.
I performed my first Umrah in Makkah and Madinah with him.
He was my guide and my teacher. He walked me through one of the most sacred experiences of my life.

He’s not just a physician. He’s a scholar. A soul committed to the service of this Ummah — body and spirit.

And he’s not speaking from theory.
He’s speaking from the floor of the ER, where babies come in burnt and dismembered. Where kids with no names are placed in bags. Where surgeons have to decide which child gets saved because there aren’t enough tools for both.


He shouldn’t be the one doing this.

He’s exhausted.
He’s overwhelmed.
But he’s carrying the stories because nobody else will.

When the Israeli military blows up a family tent in Deir al-Balah, Dr. Farhan is the one who receives them.
When an airstrike drops white phosphorus on a neighborhood, he’s the one wrapping gauze around burned children.

And when there’s no anesthesia, no electricity, and no oxygen — he’s the one performing surgeries by flashlight, while whispering Qur’an into the ears of dying kids.


And still… he speaks with love. With dignity. With light.

You’d expect a man who’s seen what he’s seen to shut down. To stop talking. To rage.

But that’s not who he is.

He keeps going — not because it’s easy, but because someone has to carry the truth back to us.

And he’s doing it as a Muslim, with niyyah, with integrity, and with the deepest sincerity I’ve ever known.


If you trust me, listen to him.

You may not know him.
But I do.

And I’m telling you — when he says this is a genocide, believe him.

When he says it’s children every single day, believe him.

When he says he’s holding their brains in his hands, don’t look away.


May Allah protect him.

May Allah honor his service and sacrifice.
May every child he’s touched bear witness on his behalf on Yawm al-Qiyamah.
And may his words reach the hearts of people who have remained silent for far too long.


🎥 Footage: Dr. Farhan Abdul Azeez on Al Jazeera
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