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**VEGLAS - SPB** · 07-05-2011, 03:53 PM

When i'm at home, when i'm in my madressah, when i'm posting of SF, when i'm in any mehfil, when i'm with people, I have this belief in my head, Hum shuma deegray neest... There's no one like me. I'm a Maulana.

Yeah great. I'm going straight to Jannat because i've earned a Jannat Nationality by studying 8 years in a Madressah.

Because i have a beard, I wear a turban, i have long hair, my shalwar is above my ankles, I have a topi on my head, I'm called Mulla by people, I'm going straight to Jannat because it's my right.

Because I can speak arabic, because I can fit Ayats, because I can call a brelwi a mushrik and because I can prove to a Salafi that praying 8 rakat Taraweeh is a bidat... This makes me beloved of Allah and His Rasool..

Because I can read Quran, because I can read Ahadith in arabic, because I know Sarf and Nahw, because I can shut up people,... I'm a great person and loved by Allah...

BUT....

But....

Reality kicks in, when i go to Masjid e Nabawi to say Salam to Rasool Allah

... I see this person, without a beard, without a topi, his shalwar below his ankles... I see this person finding it hard to go infront of Rawdah e Mubarak.. I see him building up courage to go. He's trying to avoid it, he's walking here and there... I see him hesistating.. And then he comes and stands in front of Rawdah.. And then I notice, his presence becomes Emotions, and His eyes become Tears......

That's when i realize....

I'm nothing.. I can't even cry on Rawza e Mubarak...

I'm not even embarassed to face Rasool Allah with empty hands...

That's when I realize... This person is better than me. Allah loves him more..

That's when i know,

I'm a mulla who thinks he owns Jannat, when reality is very different to the world in my mind...

Tears.....

07-05-2011, 03:53 PM	#1
VEGLAS - SPB Join Date Oct 2005 Posts 524 Senior Member	Sochta hoon... (I think) When i'm at home, when i'm in my madressah, when i'm posting of SF, when i'm in any mehfil, when i'm with people, I have this belief in my head, Hum shuma deegray neest... There's no one like me. I'm a Maulana. Yeah great. I'm going straight to Jannat because i've earned a Jannat Nationality by studying 8 years in a Madressah. Because i have a beard, I wear a turban, i have long hair, my shalwar is above my ankles, I have a topi on my head, I'm called Mulla by people, I'm going straight to Jannat because it's my right. Because I can speak arabic, because I can fit Ayats, because I can call a brelwi a mushrik and because I can prove to a Salafi that praying 8 rakat Taraweeh is a bidat... This makes me beloved of Allah and His Rasool.. Because I can read Quran, because I can read Ahadith in arabic, because I know Sarf and Nahw, because I can shut up people,... I'm a great person and loved by Allah... BUT.... But.... Reality kicks in, when i go to Masjid e Nabawi to say Salam to Rasool Allah ... I see this person, without a beard, without a topi, his shalwar below his ankles... I see this person finding it hard to go infront of Rawdah e Mubarak.. I see him building up courage to go. He's trying to avoid it, he's walking here and there... I see him hesistating.. And then he comes and stands in front of Rawdah.. And then I notice, his presence becomes Emotions, and His eyes become Tears...... That's when i realize.... I'm nothing.. I can't even cry on Rawza e Mubarak... I'm not even embarassed to face Rasool Allah with empty hands... That's when I realize... This person is better than me. Allah loves him more.. That's when i know, I'm a mulla who thinks he owns Jannat, when reality is very different to the world in my mind... Tears.....
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