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…a curtain for the paradise behind…

“Every soul shall taste death in the end; to Us shall you be brought back.” (29:57)

…how we all know this to be the end reality…but how do we truly encompass this ultimate meeting with our Rabb Subhanahu wa Ta’ala as we live each day as if the end will never come…assuming Malakul Maut Alahis Salam, will surely visit when we are old and withered, crumpled and brittle as an autumn leaf…when eye sight is feeble…the body wracked with aches and pains…the memory fading and the breath short and crackly…

…how we all know we surely will never escape the beckoning of Malakul Maut…when he has been commissioned nothing can prevent his visit…

…but as much as death is the only inevitable thing in life, the shock that Allah Ta’ala desires a young vibrant and lovable mother, wife, sister, daughter to be called back to Him jolts the heart…Inna liLlahi wa inna ilaihi rajeoon…

…the expat community in this City of Radiance are rejoicing on the one hand that such a dear Mu’minah has been granted what we all desire with our Hijrah here, to be blessed to be in Jannatul Baqi, SubhanAllah, but it is the sudden reminder that Allah Ta’ala is the Al Hikmah and only He knows what is best for any of us…He is the One and Only Al Muhyi, the Giver of Life and Al Mumit, the Taker of Life…and He is the One to decide when and how to take what belongs to Him…our life and living…all is a gift on loan…

…the following poignant Rumi has been posted as a balm and solace for other loved ones who are residing in Baqi Gharqad and who will surely be raised on the Day of Resurrection with our Beloved Prophet SallAllahu alaihi wasallam…(Sister Z, Dr Abu Bakr, Baba Ji, along with many other posts from the archives in the Baqi Gharqad and death category)

when i die
when my coffin
is being taken out
you must never think
i am missing this world

don’t shed any tears
don’t lament or
feel sorry
i’m not falling
into a monster’s abyss

when you see
my corpse is being carried
don’t cry for my leaving
i’m not leaving
i’m arriving at eternal love

when you leave me
in the grave
don’t say goodbye
remember a grave is
only a curtain
for the paradise behind

you’ll only see me
descending into a grave
now watch me rise
how can there be an end
when the sun sets or
the moon goes down

it looks like the end
it seems like a sunset
but in reality it is a dawn
when the grave locks you up
that is when your soul is freed

have you ever seen
a seed fallen to earth
not rise with a new life
why should you doubt the rise
of a seed named human

have you ever seen
a bucket lowered into a well
coming back empty
why lament for a soul
when it can come back
like Joseph from the well

when for the last time
you close your mouth
your words and soul
will belong to the world of
no place no time

 Rumi

Fountain of Fire

A Celebration of Life and Love

…may we be thankful and grateful for every aspect of the life we are given…may this thankfulness be active in our every step and breath with actions that strive for Allah Ta’ala’s sake…may we be constantly mindful of what we are doing, who we are doing it for and how it will be recorded…continuously remembering that Malakul Maut may visit at any given moment…may we work for the Hereafter, for our salvation, for an end with unwavering Iman…may we all be believers who are not afraid of death because we have made preparations for it by striving to perfect our faith… seeking knowledge so that we will reap the fruits of  a lush and bountiful sowing…

… it would be most pleasing to know that dear readers will make Du’a for Sister A’s soul,  her bereaved family and friends, both here in Al Madinah Al Munawwarah as well as loved ones back ‘home’…InshaAllah Al Fatihah and Surah Ya Seen…

…may Sister A have already arrived at eternal love and now be behind the curtain delighting in the Garden of Bliss,  Ameen…

O Allah! We beg of You unwavering faith, unending grace and the company of our Beloved Messenger SallAllahu alaihi wasallam in high stations of everlasting Paradise. O Allah! Grant us martyrdom in Thy cause and bless us with death in the City of Your Messenger. Ameen.

 

JUMA’AH MUBARAK!

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.  May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

our death is our wedding with eternity

 

 

 

The silence of not hearing the call for the Janazah Salat after the Fardh Salat is uncommon.  Not that there weren’t any deaths in Madinah since the last prayer, just that the deceased may not have been prepared in time. Hospitals have the rule that once someone has passed over two hours must elapse before they release the body. Many choose to wash and shroud their loved ones in the home, with staff from the central ‘Department of Preparation’, the funeral facility adjacent to Jannatul Baqi, attending, bringing the folding, slatted wooden bench for Ghusl and the shroud if the family does not already have this. Many add the leaves and bark from the Sidr tree, camphor and attar between the layers of the shroud.  If the deceased is prepared in the home they still must be taken to the Department of Preparation, before being transported to Masjid Nabawi. Such is the journey, a final departure towards a final arrival.

 

 

Allah Ta’ala has long ago written the time He will send Malakul Maut to visit each and every one of us. Some will be given a specified time to prepare, others will be decreed to be taken back to our Rabb at an instant. We all know we shall taste death…yet very few of us give this journey much thought as we become more and more entangled in the distractions this fleeting existence is constantly tempting us with. Almost 7000 people across the world pass away every hour. Nothing is predicable or preventable; age, cause, place, time, are all Allah Ta’ala’s sole domain.

“The servant will certainly labour under the difficulties and agonies of death. His joints will bid each other farewell, saying ‘Peace be upon you! You are parting from me and I am parting from you until the Day of Judgement’” said our Blessed Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam.

We will reap what we have sown, journeying from this temporal abode that we have been deluded with, thinking is permanent, to the beginning of the next life that is Eternal.

 

The words of our Beloved Prophet SallAllahu alaihi wasallam should help us to be alert and awake to reality of deception in this world:

“Truly smart is the person who controlled his desires and prepared for life after death.”

Remembering death is as an antidote for deception, bringing into focus that soon we all will be standing before Allah Ta’ala, accountable for our obedience as well as our disobedience. Not an atom’s weight; good or bad escapes the knowledge of Allah Ta’ala, but at least there is hope, Insha’Allah.

Our death is our wedding with eternity.

What is the secret? “God is One.”

The sunlight splits when entering the windows of the house.

This multiplicity exists in the cluster of grapes;

It is not in the juice made from the grapes.

For he who is living in the Light of God,

The death of the carnal soul is a blessing.

Regarding him, say neither bad nor good,

For he is gone beyond the good and the bad.

Fix your eyes on God and do not talk about what is invisible,

So that he may place another look in your eyes.

It is in the vision of the physical eyes

That no invisible or secret thing exists.

But when the eye is turned toward the Light of God

What thing could remain hidden under such a Light?

Although all lights emanate from the Divine Light

Don’t call all these lights “the Light of God”;

It is the eternal light which is the Light of God,

The ephemeral light is an attribute of the body and the flesh.

…Oh God who gives the grace of vision!

The bird of vision is flying towards You with the wings of desire.

Rumi

The children whose art work often graces the pages of this humble space are currently dealing with one of the more ugly faces of death. Their maternal grandmother, who as yet has not been gifted with Hidayah has been given moments to live. Many of us, whose extended families are of us but not of us, need your Du’a; pleading to Allah the Almighty, that His Mercy pierces their hearts before it is too late, especially this loved Grandma.

Oh God, who gives the grace of vision, in her final hours of darkness, let her bird of vision fly towards Your Light. May the journey she is about to take be to You, as You reach out to her, Ameen.  And may those of us already blessed with the gift of Iman prepare for the inevitable journey as if each day is our last, Ameen.

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam. May He accept our humble efforts and grant us the capacity to be good and do good. Ameen.

Dr Abu Bakr

 

“Every soul shall taste death in the end; to Us shall you be brought back.” (29:57)

when i die
when my coffin
is being taken out
you must never think
i am missing this world

don’t shed any tears
don’t lament or
feel sorry
i’m not falling
into a monster’s abyss

when you see
my corpse is being carried
don’t cry for my leaving
i’m not leaving
i’m arriving at eternal love

when you leave me
in the grave
don’t say goodbye
remember a grave is
only a curtain
for the paradise behind

you’ll only see me
descending into a grave
now watch me rise
how can there be an end
when the sun sets or
the moon goes down

it looks like the end
it seems like a sunset
but in reality it is a dawn
when the grave locks you up
that is when your soul is freed

have you ever seen
a seed fallen to earth
not rise with a new life
why should you doubt the rise
of a seed named human

have you ever seen
a bucket lowered into a well
coming back empty
why lament for a soul
when it can come back
like Joseph from the well

when for the last time
you close your mouth
your words and soul
will belong to the world of
no place no time

 Rumi

Fountain of Fire

A Celebration of Life and Love

 

Inna LiLlahi wa inna ilaihi Rajeoon.

I dedicate this post to Dr. Abu Bakr, the husband of a dear friend, and the father of three young children, whom Allah Ta’ala long before he was born, had written that he be taken back to him yesterday, Yaum al-Juma’ah, and Who instructed the Blessed Dust of Jannatul Baqi to caress him until the Day of Resurrection when he will surely rise to see our Beloved Rasulullah SallAllahu alaihi wassalam. This dear brother begged to reside in Al-Madinah Al-Munawwarah from South Africa and then only ever asked to remain here. SubhanAllah, such sincerity of intention that his Du’a has been answered.  Insha’Allah, you can offer Surah Fatiha or Surah Ya Sin for him and all who have recently been called from this existence to the next phase of the journey promised to us all.

“i’m not leaving
i’m arriving at eternal love.”

JazakiLlahu khairan to Ukht Farhanah for mentioning this beautiful Rumi poem. The way Allah Ta’ala plans is far far beyond our comprehension. Alhumdulillahi Rabbil ‘Aalameen.

All good is from Allah Ta’ala whereas mistakes are from this humble speck. May Allah Ta’ala Bless all readers, bringing you all closer to Him and His Rasul SallAllahu alaihi wasallam. Ameen.