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**QwOpHGyZ** · 07-05-2011, 07:18 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.....

Truer words haven't been spoken. Yes, all of us who are either Huffaaz or Ulama, with our beards, turbans, ankle-length trousers and 'vast' knowledge of Shariat and Tariqat only realize our true worth when we are at the Ka'bah or Rawza Mubarak without a single drop of tear in our eyes to show for our love of the Messenger

or a moment's feeling of absolute terror at the Greatness and Majesty of Allah

...all the while the person beside us with none of the outwards signs of an 'obedient' Muslim, is bawling his eyes out, weeping so uncontrollably he is barely able to catch his breath. There is nothing I envy more in a person than this great blessing, because it is a feeling unlike any other, especially in the Haramain. At the end, it all comes down to one single very important variable - sincerity. I often get the feeling that I have completely forgotten what it means to do something purely for the sake of Allah

and nothing else. The light of our faith is like a small candle that can be extinguished with the slightest whiff of air, rather than a towering inferno that engulfs everything in its path.

07-05-2011, 07:18 PM	#11
QwOpHGyZ Join Date Oct 2005 Posts 363 Senior Member	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..... Truer words haven't been spoken. Yes, all of us who are either Huffaaz or Ulama, with our beards, turbans, ankle-length trousers and 'vast' knowledge of Shariat and Tariqat only realize our true worth when we are at the Ka'bah or Rawza Mubarak without a single drop of tear in our eyes to show for our love of the Messenger or a moment's feeling of absolute terror at the Greatness and Majesty of Allah ...all the while the person beside us with none of the outwards signs of an 'obedient' Muslim, is bawling his eyes out, weeping so uncontrollably he is barely able to catch his breath. There is nothing I envy more in a person than this great blessing, because it is a feeling unlike any other, especially in the Haramain. At the end, it all comes down to one single very important variable - sincerity. I often get the feeling that I have completely forgotten what it means to do something purely for the sake of Allah and nothing else. The light of our faith is like a small candle that can be extinguished with the slightest whiff of air, rather than a towering inferno that engulfs everything in its path.
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