[Abdullah lays on his deathbed. He sees the angel of death]
Abdullah: “Wait! Please! Just give me a few seconds”
Angel of death: “To do what?”
Abdullah: “To testify of course!”
Angel of death: “Why didn’t you obey your lord when you had the chance in your youth?”
Abdullah: “Well I had to enjoy my youth. I mean you are only young once. I just didn’t have time”
Angel of death: “Why didn’t you obey your lord when you had the chance in your middle age?
Abdullah: “I had to build a career. If I had spent my time in worship, when was I ever going to have the time to study?”
Angel of death: “What about after your studies?”
Abdullah: “After my studies, I was flat broke. I had to find a job and make money.
Angel of death: “What about after you had made your money?”
Abdullah: “Then I got married and then I had a family to support. When was I ever going to work and take care of my kids if I was to be busy in worship? Besides, what good is all the wealth if I couldn’t even enjoy it?”
Angel of death: “Your wealth was of no use to you indeed! What about your old age? Why didn’t you worship your lord then?”
Abdullah: “Those were my retirement days. I had worked hard all my life and I deserved sometime off ok! Besides, I became senile and forgetful. How was I supposed to worship then?”
Angel of death: “You had 75 years to obey your lord yet you didn’t. You testified with your tongue but never with your deeds. Your time is up. ”
[His arms fall lifeless to his side. The doctor checks the pulse]
“Time of death 9:13 pm June 25, 2004…”
[Warda is talking on the phone with her friend Rubab while she is preparing dinner.]
Rubab: “… and we found that same dress in a shop a couple of blocks down, for half the price”
Warda: “No way!”
Rubab: “Way Hon! And guess what else?
Rubab: “The first shop had a guarantee “if you find cheaper prices any where else, we will refund 110% of your money” and I got it”
Warda: (laughing): “You are so bad!”
Rubab: (laughing): “That I am... So what’s new?
Warda: “Nothing much. Just that I found out some interesting information about Aisha and Hina.”
Rubab : “Do Tell!”
Warda: “Ok but don’t tell anyone. Have you noticed how Aisha and Hina have been distant lately when they used to be inseparable before?”
Warda: “Well I hear that Aisha got a proposal from the guy Hina really likes. Hina confronted Aisha and asked her to say no but Aisha refused and told Hina where she could go.”
Rubab: “Nooo wayyy!”
Warda: “Wayyy! But it doesn’t end there. You know how Aisha has some white hair and she dies her hair black?”
Rubab: “No, I didn’t know that but go on!”
Warda: “Well I hear that Hina contacted the guy’s mother and ratted on Aisha”
Rubab: “Oh My God! This is huge! When did you come to know of this?”
Warda: “Yesterday. My Mom’s friends is really good friends with Aishas mom, I overheard a conversation but the story doesn’t end there”
Warda: “No that was just the start. I also heard that… Oh wait hold on one sec ok hon!”
[She puts the freshly cut vegetables in the pan and turns on the gas. She lights a match without realizing that the gas had been leaking from the stove during the conversation. An explosion engulfs her and her clothes catch fire. Rubab hears her screams over the phone]
Rubab: (yelling) “Warda?! Warda?!”
[Rubab calls 911 and runs to Ward’s house to help her but she arrives late. She finds Warda lying on the floor with her body covered with third degree burns breathing her last breaths.]
Rubab: “Listen to me and repeat after me Warda. Say Ashadu anla ilaha Illa Allah, wa ashadu anna Muhammadan rasulullah
Warda (mumbles): “I also heard that Hina tried to commit suicide. She slit her wrists and…”
Rubab (Horrified) “No! No! Say Ashadu anla ilaha Illa Allah, wa ashadu anna Muhammadan rasulullah.”
Warda (mumbles) “…that’s why she has been wearing those long sleeve shirts you know. She never used cover before…”
[She gasps for her last breath and head rolls over to her side]
[Faisal is working out alone in his basement. He has the music turned on full volume. He is doing bench press]
Faisal: (thinking to himself) “…1… Wow! That Hijabi was hot. I got to find out more about her. We will see if she is compatible…2…Compatible enough anyway. I mean I won’t find a perfect girl but if she is that good looking, other things can be overlooked…3…I mean she is religious enough, she wears a Hijab. I mean should I marry a female Mullah (smiles to himself)…5…and what do these damn Mullahs know anyway. Annual fixed APR is haram? I don’t see how different it from trade and besides, there are plenty of fatwas out there saying otherwise (struggles a little)…6… These damn fatwas are killing me, the next thing they will tell me is that music is haram. (has difficulty keeping control of the weight)…8…That’ll be the day I mean what possible harm can music do?(screams)...9… come on Faisal one more for the hijabi hottie. [on the tenth repetition, he is unable to lift the weight to the weight lock above him] Oh No! This could be bad (Out Loud) Hello, is anyone there? (voice drowns in the music) God damn Radio (the weight starts getting closer to his neck) Oh God! Please someone help! (He receives no answer. The weight gets closer and closer to his neck) Oh Allah, save me. I promise I will be good! I will say all my prayers on time. I will give away all my money I will…!”
[The weight gets heavy on his neck and starts to choke him. He struggles to get it off himself but is too weak to do so. His body kicks and twists but the weight lands full force on his neck. His body twitches and goes limp.]
The only reason we have the courage to sin is because we expect to be alive in the future. If someone told us that we are going to die tomorrow and tomorrow is our meeting with our Lord, would we commit any sin today? Would we not follow Islam as completely as possible for just that day? We desire the dunya but what we don’t realize is that we will take nothing with us. We will only have that final white piece of cloth and the only riches we will inherit in the hereafter are our good deeds. Death is waiting brothers and sisters, are we ready to face it?
"Keep much in remembrance of death, which is the destroyer of pleasure." [Tirmidhi]
Nice article. A few thoughts ...
"The only reason we have the courage to sin is because we expect to be alive in the future."
Not necessarily true. For instance, I know quite a few people, who're quite old in age, and hence feel are closer to death, and are quite confident they'll go to Heaven because of having lead the lives they've had. Similarly, many youths feel they're 'kosher' if they're abiding by the 'basics' they're parents/family/culture/friends have defined.
It's also the lack of fear of Allah, lack of religious knowledge, and lack of humility that makes us sin.
on June 29, 2004 3:31 PM
Yeah I made a sweeping statement there. ONE OF THE reason we sin is because we are confident we will live another day. It is NOT the only reason.
on June 29, 2004 3:36 PM
Wow! Mashallah, another ingenious piece. Kept me hooked all the way until the end. Very nice imagination Mashallah.on June 29, 2004 5:28 PM
...when I think about it, you sure kill yourself a lot in your writing. I guess killing our 'dark' side on paper makes it easier to visualize it and accomplish it in reality...on June 29, 2004 9:18 PM
JazakAllah Khair Sister Nadia, you are too kind.
Nah thats not the reason Sister Justoju (Although your interprtation is very interesting indeed). The reason I think and write about my death alot is because our Prophet told us to keep much in rememberance of death. If we really truely remember death every day, we will start to see this dunya for what it really is
"Mere chattels of deception".
subhanallah, tgus dunya is nothing but deception. May Allah save us from this deception, ameenon November 27, 2004 2:35 AM
Asalaam Aleikum Warahmatullah Wabaraktu,
I miss these pieces...when's the next one faisal?
Waslaam Warahmatullah Wabarakatuon November 27, 2004 6:48 AM
Ok, I need input. What was it about the fatwwa shopping piece, and this piece that people liked? I mean what was it that struck you?
Inshallah, I will try to compose a piece over the weekend but I need feedback.on November 27, 2004 2:40 PM
Asalaam Aleikum Warahmatullah Wabaraktu
Both this and the fatwa shopping.
on November 27, 2004 4:15 PM
Waslaam Warahmatullah Wabarakatu
the twinkle in your eyes made my days your smile mae my weeks\your laughmade my months ur sweetes made my years and ur friendship made my life.on May 28, 2006 12:06 AM