Echoes Of The Heart

chapter #3

I woke up at 6 and got ready. I reached the office and went to my cabinet. I sat on my chair and called for my assistant.

"Come in!" I called out because of the knock on the door.

He entered in. He was wearing a blue shirt and black dress pants.

"Yes mam?" He asked me.

"Have you called for the meeting I had told you yesterday?" I had asked him yesterday when I called him to meet me.

"Yes mam. It will be at 9 o'clock." He answered looking at his wrist watch.

"Ok." I said. He left the office.

I sat thinking about some work I had to finish for the new project but I was not feeling like doing anything, my heart was still heavy like yesterday. And I still had the feeling that there is something I need to find out.

I took out my laptop and typed "Muslim scholars" on google.

There were some names I got from there but I found one named Noman Ali Khan sort of convenient for me as there were lots of people talking about his brilliance on the web.

I sat there thinking about what I should do next. I thought of asking about a place where I could buy some Islamic books from Umar as he was the only Muslim I knew.

"Can you come to my office?" I asked him into the Telecom.

He was there in 5 minutes.

"Yes mam?" He said sitting on the chair opposite to me.

"Do you know any place here where I can buy an Islamic book?" I asked him.

"No. Actually I have just come here last year." He said looking down. The same embarrassment in his tone again.

"Ok! You may go now." I said.

I sat on my big chair thinking, what should I do next?

I decided to look for some place myself tomorrow as tomorrow was Sunday.

I felt like that, the whole day. I was not in the state of doing any work, anything I started felt useless. It felt like I was wasting my time doing it. I had this sense that there was something more important and meaningful to life than just earning money.

So after trying to do work the whole day, I decided to go home at 7.

I reached home and researched on the scholar I had decided this morning. I found some of his famous lectures. The topics were more than enough to make me feel like I knew nothing. They were strong and heart shaking, it was like a whole new world to me.

I decided to listen to one of the lectures named "Quran and science". I thought that I might be able to understand something out of it.

I started listening to it and it was like I had known nothing, it felt like all that years that I had gone to school and college learning about the scientists, when I used to think that they had done something marvelous, felt nothing in front of what I had learned in the last hour. It was like this book they believed in, revealed more than 1400 years before, had more knowledge in it than any human being could have.

I didn't know anything about the Lord he was talking about but I developed a lot of respect for Him.

I felt like a nobody after listening to what amount of knowledge He possessed. I felt an urgent need to know about Him more. My heart was even heavier inside me now. A lump had grown in my throat. I so much wanted to cry and scream but I only felt bad about the 27 years of my life that I had wasted, knowing nothing about His so powerful existence.

I did not know why I felt like that but I had no control over my feelings. I had to know Him, He deserved to be known.