“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.