Life

While going through my things today, I came  across something which a teacher said during one of his classes and which I can relate  to right now while preparing for my phonology exam.

“We have reduced life to just futile exercises of doing thingd which somehow have no effect upon afterlife.”

*sigh*

Reminds me one other teacher who used to say, ” The purpose of my life is to live a life of purpose.”

And I guess we all should at least realise that our lives should have a purpose and a purpose that will have a positive effect upon our afterlives. What will life be like if we don’t have an afterlife; chaotic, futile, purposeless etc.

“Na ho marna tu jeenay ka maza kia”

The Touchstone…

http://portail.islamboutique.fr/gaza2008/

Narrated (Abdullah bin Umar): Allah’s Messenger (P.B.U.H) said,

“A Muslim is a brother of another Muslim, so he should not oppress him, nor should he hand him over to  an oppressor. Whoever fulfill the needs of his brother, Allah will fulfill his need; whoever brought his (Muslim) brother out of a discomfort, Allah will bring him out of the discomforts of the Day of Ressurrection, and whoever screened a Muslim, Allah will screen him on the Day of Ressurection”

- Sahih Al Bukhari (The Book of Mazalim) 

Narrated Anas: The Prophet (SAW) said, 

“None of you will have faith till he likes for his (Muslim) brother what he likes for himself”

-Sahih Al Bukhari (The Book of Belief i.e. Faith)

 

Today’s scenario at Gaza is a TEST for us all… how many of us actually feel for them. There have been alarming statements from Muslim Countries denouncing their support for their Palestinian brothers. 

We all have to die someday. If not now then tomorrow or the the next moment. The realization that death is inevitable and we will be questioned about everything defines the course of our lives sahih ma’non mein. Has this realisation defined our lives?! Has death defined our lives?! 

Think again! We will die… Have we prepared ourselves for the eternal life that’s awaiting us?

from Ruba’iyat

Oh eye you are not blind, see the grave

And see this world full of distractions and bitterness;

Kings, heads and princes are under the clay 

See moon-bright faces in the jaws of ants

 

 

From The Ruba’iyat of Omar Kayyam (Translated by Peter Avery and John Heath-Stubbs)

 

Death

I wake up to find myself in utter darkness. I can’t hear anyone. I wait in the same position to see if I can see even a single beam of light. But no matter how wide I open my eyes and put strain on them, it’s still black everywhere. Suddenly, I realise the weight  of something over me crashing my ribcage. I feel agitated and worried. I stretch out my hands to get it off but I cannot. I can’t breathe. The weight is over-whelming. I am trying to scream and yet nothing comes out of my mouth…

Death

Death is certain, though I don’t know when it’s going to embrace me. If I am taken right now…

I have nothing with me…