The Best Journey

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Author's note:
       Assalam o alaikum dear readers , I pray every one of you is happy , healthy and contented. I just wanted to tell u guys that this story will be i guess max 3 chaps more . I planned to keep it a short one so that once it is completed, the readers like me who want to finish a story in one sitting can go for this one .Ok Fe Aman Allah 🌸



" The people who go to perform Hajj or Umrah are Allah 's guests , when they pray from Allah He accepts their prayers, when they ask for forgiveness they will be granted it "
(Ibn e Majaah: 2892)

From many days this Hadeeth Pak was ringing in my mind . A sudden desire was consuming me , overwhelming every other feeling. I wanted to put everything else on pause and just run for Umrah with my parents. So I decided to talk to my parents about this

"Mom Dad lets go to perform Umrah .Please Please Please lets forget everything else for few days and let's go !"

" If you are this excited, we can plan beta" spoke dad

" No ! Why? Momi what are you turning into ! Ive many other important works to do and by the way Umrah Hajj are for old aged people.Enjoy your life You can perform it later ! " was the response I got from Mom amd I was kind of expecting it. Dad had changed quite in past few weeks but Mom was still resistant to accept our ways. I was praying alot from Allah to melt her heart and fill it with love of Allah Subhan Wa Taa'la

" Mom look I don't have any certificate ensuring me that I will stay alive till I become old , even Im not sure Ill be able take next breath or not When we are not even sure when our last breath would be , why should we waste our time and not try to get close to Allah Almighty?If You have any surity about your life span , you can stay but, Im genuinely requesting you to come once ! Ill never force you again "

After my pleading of some days, Mom agreed finally. I was having so mixed feelings which I can never describe. I was extremely happy on one side and extremely guilt stricken on other feeling how can I , who is such a big sinner , will step in that holy land ?? Days passed quickly and finally we landed on Jaddah airport. They say after your first glance at Khana Kaa'ba ,whatever you pray , you will be granted ! I had thought about so many prayers that I would say at that moment but the first glance , the sight , that majestic magical sight takes all your senses away . As if my whole soul had got life again , the feelings at that very moment were indescribable and extremely magical. My eyes pooled with tears which were flowing on their own accord , the only words that my mouth could form were

        Allahumma Inni As'aluka Hubbaka  ( Our Lord we ask from you , Your Love )

I was so engrossed in that pure sight that I didn't notice the low sobs of my mother . I turned towards her only to find her sitting on the pearly pure floor of Kaaba weeping and praying desperately.........." Alhamdulillah" was all I could think of . The magic of Kaa'ba had worked on her and that very moment can now change her whole life . The majestic and pure view captures your heart in a way that you just want to keep doing tawaf around it and forget about everything else in the world. The word "ishq" was applicable to my feelings about that nucleus of world ,Khaana Kaa'ba . The peace, the tranquility, the noor is unmatchable, words can never do justice to the soulful world present there.

When we had to leave Makkah it got so emotionally difficult , we just desperately wished to stay there forever with the sight of kaaba in front of us but we had to leave . I heard my mother saying

"Till now I had not visited this place thus never new the magic and peace it holds .Now that I know how it does wonders to your soul, it is becoming extremely difficult to even think of leaving "

From Makkah we moved to Madinah . As is known "Madinah Munawirah " ( Munawirrah means a place filled with divine light/noor), the Noor is flooded all over the place, making your soul feel the happiness it never thought existed . We enjoyed each and every moment we spent there, wishing every moment that the time could stop and could stay there forever but had to return back with weeping eyes and heavy hearts , muttering Alhamdulillah and praying

Rabbana Taqabbal Minna Innaka Antas Samee Ul Aleem, Wa Tub Alaina Innaka Antat Tawwabur Raheem

( Our Lord accept this service from us , Verily You and You alone are The Hearer, The Knower and accept our repentance , For You are The Acceptor of repentance, The Merciful )
(Surah Baqarah verse 127-128)

After rest of few days, I rejoined the office . Everything was same except for Moomin Sir . I could sense he wanted to say something.He would still keep his eyes lowered but would always be trying to start a chat with me . Out of nowhere he would ask

"Miss Abdullah what are your hobbies ? "

"Miss Abdullah ...umm....what do you like to eat ? "

" Miss Abdullah what are your future plans regarding your career??"

Sometimes his questions would be soo absurd

"Miss Abdullah do you perhaps like oranges?"

" Miss Abdullah which soft drink do you prefer?? "

But One Day his question made me all nervous and confused when he said

"Miss Abdullah what kind of life partner would you prefer?? " saying this he himself was nervous.
When he saw I was unable to form any answer he spoke again, stuttering though:

" Actually I wish to send my mother to your house to ....to ask....to ask for your hand in marriage!! Maybe you can give it a thought?? "

listening these words my cheeks were flushed, eyes widened and heart rythm was galloping probably. The person whom Im trying to get out of my mind wishes to marry me ???He is an ideal person in all aspects. He gives respect to everyone he meets , his Emaan is at much better status than mine , he is kind hearted and polite and is trusted by my father as well
BuT

But this time can I even trust myself and my feelings ? Can I trust Momin ? What if he changes like Shaheer did ? What if my own feelings change like they did before??? What If I regret it later ?

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