I am a mortal being, then how
dare I neglect the eternal fact and make promises forever. Forever is a cliché,
It neither has a face nor an existence, but Death does.
I might live for years treasuring
my possessions and creating my own life, but in the process of doing so why did
I forget I am perhaps a possession of Him. I accept and I expect new lives to
be brought in my way, then why do I complain to Him for taking His own lives
away. Everything comes to an end after all! Life isn’t like a dream nor like a
movie, can’t always be perfect can neither be crafted by hands or pens...it is
indeed a magical world created by our Miraculous God. What my God has planned I
dare do not know, but He tells me about it, that it is what our future awaits.
A tiny fear that lies beneath the
heart of all, from the richest in this world to the most poor, to the happiest
and also the most miserable, Death it is. What human is he, if he doesn’t
believe in death? Who denies the dreadful existence? We humans perceptibly hold
no right and perhaps no power to challenge the inescapable and inexorable
death.
It is certainly beyond our
understanding; the secret fortune Allah has blessed us with, in some cases
which could be rearticulated as ‘destiny we are cursed with.’ Life perhaps
turns out to be very insignificant and very short to be observed and talked
about when compared, just a fatal existence that is puffed up in every
potential way every time, unfortunately everywhere. It’s depressing how we see
lives taken away everyday and yet not realize that it is where we will be
someday. We prefer ignoring rather than thinking of our time, we prefer hiding
it rather than facing.
True that we hide it deep inside,
but it comes out one day, it has to. A terror trapped inside, the most
bloodcurdling and frightening of all, an existence that deteriorates the
mightiest being and diminishes the most awful ache, it is indeed what reminds
us of Allah and it is indeed what we Muslims struggle for. Death, however is
the most disturbing of all, can be at times a blissful invitation for someone,
while knowing how horrendous it is yet we still don’t know how dreadfully
horrifying it can be for someone!
Every human in this world lives
to make his ending better, somehow or in some way. All that we do in this
planet adds to our deeds, either it covers the way further or removes a hurdle
from the way but we know it is all recorded till the end. We don’t wana die
insulted, we don’t wana die with no good place to go, we don’t wana die
manically but what we all want is a peaceful death. When our life ends, all we
Muslims wish for is a safe way back home, where the ummah of our dear prophet
belongs to; we all wana clear our easy way direct to the heavens! Well let’s
wish we all do, but who are we fooling, ourselves? c’mon aren’t you aware of
your daily rituals? Do you actually think you’re clearing your way? Well think
again, you’re not struggling enough!
Our future is unpredictable,
though millions claim to predict and discern, but tomorrow is never known to us
humans except for the fact that somewhere someday death will find us. Its funny
how the strongest and most intellectual bureaucrats in this world know, and up
till now can’t hinder neither the world nor themselves from the gruesome death.
Even the thought of which is spine tingling and horrifying, no wonder we can’t
wonder what it actually might be.
When you realize your inner fear
isn’t wealth or any worldly beings, you know you’re afraid of your mortality.
When the leaves blow that block the dark side of your heart, you can see it
coming. And nothing remains here now, nothing! There is possibly no escape, but
there is a way to make it less fearful, give Him a reason to have mercy on you,
give Him a reason to not punish you, give Him a reason to show kindness and be
amused by His great kind-heartedness and benevolence. Give Him just one reason
and save yourself from the ruthless end of this life, give Him just one for He
has given you many…
