Sunday, June 14, 2015

Dreaming of the other life.

I am saddened at the state of this dunya we are in. A world so ugly I fear for myself, my family and my children. Oh, epecially my children. It is one full of evil left, right and centre. One we avoid facing realities with because we don't want to accept the truth. We are scared. And disappointed. Fearful. But that's what this dunya really is. It scares you. It disappoints you. It haunts you. It plays tricks on your mind and your heart. It makes you self-delusional and selfish. It brings you up and down and up and down again. It's definitely a drug. It makes you happy and high until there comes a time when you are brought to your lowest point and you feel like giving up. Giving up on finding the light at the end of the tunnel. Giving up on the glimpse of hope. And it is at this point when you have no choice but to depend on the Only one who can bring you back up stronger and wiser. You start to realize that nothing in this life is worth it except your deeds. You realize you are wasting too much time unnecessarily. Yet you do it over and over again until you are filled with regret.

We, as humans, get easily attached to this life. I mean, it's almost impossible not to when you are living in it. Every moment, every day of your life is spent here. Unless you're a Mu'min with your eyes and your heart set on the hereafter, then that's a different story. But for an average Moe (Muslim) like you and I, we depend on this life. We depend on the people in it, those close to our hearts. Sometimes we can't imagine life without them. Its all about them. And then all of a sudden, out of the blue, it happens. Someone or something we love is gone. Forever. You got caught off guard. You never thought this day would come. So soon. Sooner than you realised. Sooner than you can accept it. Sooner than you were ready.

But you have to come to terms with the truth. With reality. As much as you hate it, you know you do. As much as it burns inside you. As much as you yourself feel like dying too. When you're lost; when a piece of your heart is gone, you dream of the hereafter.  A life none of us can describe but we all long for it. When we are bent on our knees, that's where we want to be. Need to be. To feel a life of no heartaches. To be at peace with yourself and to know you're in peace.

"Salam, salam." The greetings of the people of paradise.
A life that is promised for the believers. 

"Our Lord, and grant us what You promised us through Your messengers and do not disgrace us on the Day of Resurrection. Indeed, You do not fail in [Your] promise." (3:194)

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