Monday, April 28, 2014


Yes we are blessed! We are sanctified! each of you reading this!
{say Alhumdulillah}  You might be wondering why am I saying this?
Well its this very moment that every tiniest thing that I own makes me grateful towards my Rubb. Every bit of me makes me wonder in awe of His mercy and I had been so heedless all thus while! If we were to sit and count His blessings, we certainly will not be able to enumerate them. But as the Qur'aan mentions:

And He is the one who gave you life; then He causes you to die and then will [again] give you life. Indeed, mankind is ungrateful.

Man to his Rubb is ever ungrateful!
This! this is our nature, such thankless and such oblivious creatures are we! and it makes me cry and cry and cry.. because Tears of regret are the only means I own to show my gratefulness to Him! For my Rubb's mercy has no bounds! Whats more astonishing is this hadith in which Allah swt describes his mercy.

Abu Huraira reported: I heard Allah's Messenger (may peace be upon him) as saying: Allah created mercy in one hundred parts and He retained with Him ninety-nine parts, and He has sent down upon the earth one part, and it is because of this one part that there is mutual love among the creation so much so that the animal lifts up its hoof from its young, one, fearing that it might harm it.
#6629 The Book Pertaining to Repentance and Exhortation to Repentance (Kitab Al-Tauba)' of Sahih Muslim.

It so happened that this afternoon I was reclining on my bed and enjoying a book until there was a call for my mum on the main gate. My mum wasn't around so the maid called me to check out who it was. I was deeply engrossed into my book that I hardly bothered to check. With least concern I got up to check and caught a glimpse of this little boy with a green cap on his head.He might have been a nine or ten year old. I couldn't see him properly because of the bars of the gate and before i could move forward to enquire my mother arrived. Since my mum I was again reminded of my book and i ran back to continue my activity. After some time when mum came inside she started telling me about that boy on the gate. She told that he was poor and had come to ask if there was any work he could do to make some money for the day. He said that he would do anything. That this is how everyday he visit peoples houses in search of work and in turn helps his poor mother, who also works as a maid with a penny or two. The chores are either sweeping the veranda or dusting or any sort of cleaning. Mum out of pity didn't ask to work but left him with some money.
It was the moment after this, that I was left with feelings of regret. The only thing that danced in front of my eyes was the mere glimpse of him that I caught. What struck me the hardest was the honesty and self-dependence that he had in him. had he wished he simply would have begged without toil like the others do.But no! It was this quality oh his that left an impression on me. An everlasting regret in me. How I wish I could have.... but I have the lost that breath of life!I know each of you reading this have had an experience like this except that you would have gone an extra mile to help thereby earning the precious tranquility that descends on your soul, in your heart after a small of help. Though I wasn't amongst the helpful ones but this moment only helped me in uplifting my spirituality. It was a light that me out of my dark little cozy world.
All of you out there seek out for opportunities to help others and see the magic that envelops you. The peace it brings along!


Those who spend their wealth [in Allah 's way] by night and by day, secretly and publicly - they will have their reward with their Lord. And no fear will there be concerning them, nor will they grieve.
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