Lying on her back gazing at the 6 o' clock sky, brushing her fingers through the soft green meadow, a little bird chirped besides her but what that little birdy knew not was that this being here, had her body on the ground but her soul was flying high, thinking about her Lord most high..
It was one of those typical lazy evenings that she spent in the backyard communicating with her rabb just by heart coz the duaa before maghrib is surely not gone unheard, knowing well that she has to get indoors before the azaan is called out, to go communicate with Her Rabb where the veils between Her and Him are completely lifted, such a blessed being she felt for knowing that she had the capability of communicating directly with the lord of the heavens and the earth, few are the souls who make use of this great opportunity and few are the souls who've ever pondered on that fact.. and she desired to be amongst the "few" of whom Allah makes mention alot ..
She knocked His door not with her knuckles that are covered with her soft glowing skin but with her heavy heart that was filled with noor and with thick blobs of tears that she cared least about, she knocked His doors with regained hope, knowing well that her plea was sure to be answered in either three of the ways; either she gets it now, or she gets it later, or Allah substitutes it with something better.. knowing that Allah will give her the best, calmed her soul.. coz she knew that the author of the book of her life was the greatest of authors, the very one who wrote the book that calmed her soul which was nothing other than the blessed Qur'an .. lucky are we who has that treasure at home, but wretched be we who gives it not its rightful due.. the Qur'an, the shining light, the guidance for the entire mankind, the calmness of her soul, the cure to every pain sickness and distress, guided her heart through the pitch dark tunnel and made her find the light that lead her towards her eternal love, Allah rabbul Izzah... there's nothing in the world other than the speech of the lover to the beloved that meant alot to her and calmed her pacing soul so easily..
Words would never do justice to the feeling that shivered down her spine when she rushed inside with the breeze kissing her cheeks, straight to the ablution compartment she goes, does her ablution getting ready for the meeting she has with the one she loves the most, Her rabb. When she washes her limbs part by part and washing it a lil extra just to be amongst the radiant ones on the day of reckonning, she finds a sense of peace and serenity , but what she knows not and is yet to learn is that her sins keep pouring out of her limbs with each swish of water she pours on her limbs.. stepping out of that compartment she faces towards the qiblah, her hands risen, she makes duaa, renews her intentions, rekindles her faith and also whisper a prayer for the ummah of her Nabi..
She makes her way into her room, spreads out her special prayer mat, wears the special garment she has just for her meetings with her Lord, puts on her itr , and sits down waiting for the call to prayer to be called.. the moment the azaan begins 《Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar》her heart melts down responding to each and every statement of the call to the meeting of her rabb, tears dribbling down her cheeks falling on the ground unnoticed by the world but not missed by the creator, with a heavy repentant heart she turned towards her Maalik, she made the supplication after the azaan, mentioning her Beloved Nabi, hoping for his intercession and a drink from his fountain on the day of judgment, the duaa between the azaan and the iqaamah are amongst the duaas that have a qualification on acceptance, so her heart went out to her rabb, crying out to Him coz only He understands her situation..
Up, she got up, the tears dried up on her face, such an insignificant thing to her but something loved by Allah.. She tied her takbeer and let the veils between Her and Her Allah rise up .. wherein she lost herself, but found the peace she was craving .. this was the only place she found peace, and that too the most realistic peace, peace that you'll never get anywhere in the world .. and whatever happens between Her and Her Allah is a secret between the lovers.. if you want to know it then you got to try it my dear.. try it and find the sweetness of what She did ..
There we shall leave her with her rabb.. and may Allah make us amongst the likes of her and better and May he make us amongst His subservient slaves.. Aameen!!
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