Debater
19-06-07, 12:07 AM
Years ago, my brother came from masjid with the news of the martyrdom of young son of my Ustaad jee (who taught me qirat of Quran), who was a mufti and a friend of mine. I rushed to masjid and yes he was dead. In the evening there was a great crowd at the square because the dead bodies had arrived, I could see a familiar face, not Ustaad jee’s son. We gathered in the masjid and there we were shown faces of martyrs, and I saw what I still remember. His face was as fresh as if he had come out of a shower, WAllahi and his eyes were open staring in front and they had a light in them which was so unusual and strange that I never seen this light even with the living. It was a scene which I haven’t been able to forget of his eyes. Allah knows the best what that was. It seemed his eyes were made of some shining gem, and not only I say that but when I told my sister about his eyes, she said her friend’s brothers also witnessed that. His body was not given a bath because he was a martyr.
Ustaad jee always prayed for mujahideen in congregational du’as and he didn’t forget to pray for his son and whenever he did that he started weeping and melted my heart. That was the love of a father for his son.
I was a school boy and in grade 10 or before I complained to my teacher I couldn’t see the board clearly and he suggested me to get an eye sight examination. But I was as lazy those days as I am now so I started wearing glasses when I was at college and today I have forgotten if I was really able to see clearly without glasses in my life, lol. This is time which passes and erases the memories of things we have in life, good or bad, happy or unhappy, everything fades up with time. I used to be cute as a school boy, lol, that I had three female teachers at least as my fans, each in class 2, 3 and 4. There were others too, strangers, on the bus, family friends and others. But today I know it’s not like that, haha.
I was thinking today why Allah gives death to our loved ones while it hurts a lot, why Allah gives pain to us when He is the most kind to everyone, more than we could be towards our loved ones. Death comes to one person but it saddens all those who are related. Obviously we don’t know if the one who dies is happy after death or not, if we know the deceased is happy or we have a kind of communication with him/her we maybe peaceful as happens when someone of the family goes abroad to live there but we can at least have a contact with one and that’s sometimes enough. Wouldn’t it be better that all humans didn’t have a heart to love, so whether a son died or a mother, no one would be behind to mourn after? But in a world with no love a mother might be murdering her own son or vice versa as people kill each other easily in the real world and most of them are not related to each other through blood. Love is an identity of humans..
Ustaad jee always prayed for mujahideen in congregational du’as and he didn’t forget to pray for his son and whenever he did that he started weeping and melted my heart. That was the love of a father for his son.
I was a school boy and in grade 10 or before I complained to my teacher I couldn’t see the board clearly and he suggested me to get an eye sight examination. But I was as lazy those days as I am now so I started wearing glasses when I was at college and today I have forgotten if I was really able to see clearly without glasses in my life, lol. This is time which passes and erases the memories of things we have in life, good or bad, happy or unhappy, everything fades up with time. I used to be cute as a school boy, lol, that I had three female teachers at least as my fans, each in class 2, 3 and 4. There were others too, strangers, on the bus, family friends and others. But today I know it’s not like that, haha.
I was thinking today why Allah gives death to our loved ones while it hurts a lot, why Allah gives pain to us when He is the most kind to everyone, more than we could be towards our loved ones. Death comes to one person but it saddens all those who are related. Obviously we don’t know if the one who dies is happy after death or not, if we know the deceased is happy or we have a kind of communication with him/her we maybe peaceful as happens when someone of the family goes abroad to live there but we can at least have a contact with one and that’s sometimes enough. Wouldn’t it be better that all humans didn’t have a heart to love, so whether a son died or a mother, no one would be behind to mourn after? But in a world with no love a mother might be murdering her own son or vice versa as people kill each other easily in the real world and most of them are not related to each other through blood. Love is an identity of humans..