The need continues……………

Assalaamu alaikkum wa Rahmathullah…..   Assalamu alaikkum wa Rahmathullah. Astagfirullah, astagfirullah, astagfirullah. Allahumma inka salaam…………………

As I was finishing my prayer, my eyes just stuck to someone’s face (guess his name was Antony). What’s he doing in a mosque? Now, the confusion only increased in its pace. I just brushed all commotion across and stood up for my additional prayers. When I finished, I saw Antony gazing at me and smiling.

 

‘Alhamdulillah’, were the first word that came out of our mouth. Abdullah is my name, boasted Antony. Him telling this name, silenced me to listen.

Little background:    Antony was my close friend in school. Last I heard of him was that he left to U.S for his higher studies. We were quite good pals during our schooling together. We had conversed about almost all the things a human mind could think of. I’ve conveyed Islam many-a-times to Antony but he was stubborn and wouldn’t pay much heed to it. He always was for good human values and some bible here and there. He believed in Jesus and had enormous faith in him. I always argued that the Creator of Jesus was even greater and was only to be worshiped.

Antony, the almost good guy, would keep saying that their parents and forefathers cannot have mistaken on this. When I showed “We found our fathers following a certain religion, and we will certainly follow in their footsteps.” [43:23] and “When it is said to them, follow what Allah has revealed, they say, No! We shall follow the way of our fathers. What! Even though their fathers were void of wisdom and guidance?” [5:104], from Qur’an, he would remain silent and avoid the topic.

Back to the present: ‘Alhamdulillah’, claimed Abdullah. ‘Its been a while, isn’t it?’ Abdullah was at tears and hugged me for solace. It was an emotional moment for me too, even though not knowing the reason as to why all the tears. He sobbed and sobbed and hugged me even tighter and murmured “What if I died as a disbeliever to my Creator?”.

Shocks through my body, when I heard Abdullah’s statement. Tears started to flow through my eyes inherently. Dripped in that moment of thought and emotion, it took us a while to regain composure.

Suddenly, a thought………. his brother, Arun, became a hindu, what……….. Hey! What happened to Arun, your brother? Is he still a Hindu?. ‘Alhamdulillah, he’s a muslim. He’s Abdur Rahman now. MashaAllah, he was one of the reasons for my change apart from the serious daw’ah from you. All praise to Him for guiding us.’, claimed Abdullah.

 How did this happ………………………………………………………………………..

 Abdullah put his finger on my lips and gestured me to remain silent. ‘I’ll tell you how all this happened, if God wills’, suggested Abdullah.

 

He then recited……. By time, Indeed, mankind is in loss, Except for those who have believed and done righteous deeds and advised each other to truth and advised each other to patience. [103]

 

End of chapter II

The need of the hour

Purpose:

Aslam! Are you awake?

Coffee is on the dining table, drink it before it gets cold.

Aslam!!!!!! Where are you? The coffee is getting cold.

What?!? You don’t want coffee but breakfast!

Drink coffee, then you can have breakfast. Alhamdulillah, good boy!

 

Enough reading books, now go have your bath and come for breakfast!

You are very slow. Just look at the time, it’s time for noon prayers (dhuhr) and you are having your breakfast! Get responsible son, you are being watched!

 

Proceeding…………

 

A morning walk through the fog filled taylors road (Guys, this is where I live), naturally makes one to think deeply about something. To me, the thought that crept into my mind was ‘the beautiful lit morning’. Questions like, what makes one happy and momentary happiness and pleasure of all kinds and why people get emotional and why people sometimes loose their minds and why anger controls man and why extreme greediness and why this poverty and why this begging and why mom takes care of me so well and why parents love their children and why some children are ungrateful to their parents and why best friends fight and why the richest man and why not the poorest man and why injustice is done on people and why two hands and why not one and why we eat and why live only to eat and why beg to eat to live and why be truthful and why falsehood is looked down upon and why justice is appreciated and why live the life to die and why make sternous effort to make money which is not going to be useful at time of death and why power and why falsehood sometimes wins over truth and why some steal and why some lie and why some cheat and why they remain unpunished and on………………….on and on …………………… until finally what’s after this life?

Awe struck, I remained in that position gazing at the sunshine which shone through the clustered leaves of the trees. Ice cream! Ice cream! Honkkkkkkkkkk! Daeyyyyy! vaalapalaaaaa! Amma keeeeeeeerai! were some of the variety of noises that surrounded me. The moment, which I was describing above, inspite of having such profound questions in my mind, I was slightly distracted by these sounds entering a cresendo. I forced myself back to the very question ‘whats after this life?’. Bells ringing, dogs barking and people shouting, I was unwilling to change my stream of thought. I knew I was made to think of such a thing and I didn’t want it to remain unanswered.

to be continued……………..

 

Wonderful, it is to think deeply but the anwser. Just walking with the same thought, i entered my apartment complex and sat in the swing (my idea seat . There was no doubt about the belief in the God, as that was strongly based in my heart. Contemplating heavily, i slowly pulled out a packet of peanuts and started munching one by one. All praise to Him, for the food that is being provided. Still, with all these happening, no answer to my inquisitive question.

 

Suddenly, ‘the call’

The God is greatest, the God is greatest. The God is greatest, the God is greatest. I bearwitness that there is no deity to be worshipped but the God, I bearwitness that there is no deity to be worshipped but the God. I bearwitness that Muhammed is the messenger of  the God, I bearwitness that Muhammed is the messenger of  the God. Come towards prayer, come towards prayer. Come towards success, come towards success. The God is greatest, the God is greatest, there is no deity to be worshipped but the God.

 

end of chapter I

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