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| Hayya Alla Khair-il-Amal |
“Bismillah-ar-Rehman Arraheem- Alhamdulilah Rabbil
Alaamen..”
“Bismillah-ar-Rehman Arraheem- Alhamdulilah Rabbil Alaameen
Arrehmaan..”
“Bismillah-ar-Rehman Arraheem- Alhamdulilah Rabbil Alaameen
Arrehmaan..”, after trying reciting Quran Majeed continuously at last Bilal gave up.
At this age of life, reciting Quran is this hard, he never knew, but now when
this is happening he couldn’t stop himself repenting his past and crying over
his fate, but wait his eyelashes are all dry. He can not even cry. His soul,
his existence has departed his body.
It was 1982 Mrs. Ahmed Kaleem received her
ultrasound reports with a say of all to hear that a baby boy coming their way soon.
She told this good news to Mr. Ahmed Kaleem, they both were very excited and agitated managing a baby
at this period of their age. In Ramadan, she delivered him and they named the
baby “Bilal Ahmed”. Mr.& Mrs. Ahmed Kaleem were repute
personalities of upper class. Everyone greeted them gladly. They organised
quite gigantic welcome party and invited almost everyone they know. Mrs. Kaleem due to some hormonal troubles and disturbance at the age of 2 left Bilal in the midst of
his journey of sustenance. This was the beginning of a period that he passed
without motherhood and another thing that he acknowledged lately in his life.
Mr. Ahmed arranged various maids for him and he started growing up in a
disturbed ambiance that left many perforations in his personality. Bilal was now 14 and Aminah was almost his
age who live next door. She along with her family was recently shifted from Saudi Arabia to Pakistan. She
nurtured in an Islamic atmosphere and she was a strict follower of religion at
this age. She doesn’t like to keep friendship with any boy or involve in
any nonreligious activity. From a very small age she started taking veil and
prays five times a day. Whereas, Bilal didn’t even know about what Islam and
religion is. Beliefs and precautions were distant. Even being a Muslim, he
doesn’t know how to read Quran.
Aminah got admission in the same school where Bilal was
studying and coincidentally in the same class. She usually speaks less and
don’t make an effort to make friends easily. It was class 9th, Bilal and Aminah took part in the annual debate competition on a topic they
both proficient at. This was the beginning of the hassle between them that
aroused on the rostrum and went way far than that. Aminah got the 1st position and Bilal was a
runner-up at the competition that drew Bilal’s
attention towards her. Bilal was a winning and a reputed boy in academic or
co-curricular activities at his school, but after this defeat he was annoyed
and furious to let Aminah’s image down by any means. Aminah was unaware of his
intentions so she carried her routine actions.
Bilal along with a group
of boys surrounded Aminah's desk in the break time when she was preparing for a
test in the class. Bilal threatened her of his intent to drag her down by any
chance. Aminah took his allusions petty. Taking positions in class tests to
class representative, being head of student council drawing Bilal down in
election campaign till getting highest percentage in mock exams did not let
Bilal's intimations occurring in real. Aminah unknowingly made herself the
target of Bilal's abhorrence and hatred. Now Bilal has to prove his superiority
over Aminah by any means in the board exams along with some bogus exploits. He
along with preparing himself for the exams made it sickened for Aminah to study
properly by setting up a false romantic and ardour affair paying a boy to work
for him and in the end predictable outcome achieved. He stumped Aminah's mind
at a level that she secured "B" grade in 9th's board exams and
shameful moment when her fake affair rumours gust in the air of school and
neighbourhood that lead her psychological circumstances rage and wrath. She
lastly opted keeping her existence in a shell and not to engross much in every
day dealings and associations that Bilal already discerned, but nonetheless
long for more embarrassment and humiliation for her. She was uninformed of
Bilal's hate for her, but likely to forgive the one who is behind the curtain
generating all discomfort and uneasiness in her life. The last year at school
did not go anyhow in a good way and Bilal kept on smearing and executing
spurious tactics and it all ended worsen and inflamed when Aminah again
achieved 1st position in last semester that boiled Bilal's blood and he finally
did something fallacious. School was about to end lately in the same month,
Bilal was sitting along with a group of friends in a free period in the playground
when Aminah was passing by reading some book unaware of their intent. Bilal
stood up, so with other boys and turned swiftly to her and said, "What do
you think of yourself bitch? You keep on dragging my reputation down and
achieve all grades and positions that belong to me being a bright student here
and I won't do anything against you? You wear this veil and talk about religion
all the time just to gather attention of others where you in truth is a
hypocrite and a charlatan! You slut! A stinky creepy creature filled with
conceit and arrogance you don't deserve this covering over your head," and grabbed her scarf from her head, tossed it on the ground and chafed it with his
shoe. While Aminah set eyes on his face imagining her subsistence in public
without veil so she ran away crying and weeping dreadfully. Bilal warned
everyone not to repeat a word about this incident. Everyone endeavoured to
tranquillise Bilal's rage and jeopardise of his unethical act, but he did not
listen to anybody. School ended and after board exams Aminah and her family due
to the shame and insult shifted to some other country and Bilal went abroad for
further studies.
Bilal was a handsome and striking being and with no trouble
attuned him in a foreign environment. He became famous for his intelligence and
aptitude shortly in the college. Thereon he never seen alone and wandering, but
always surrounded by a bunch of friends mostly girls. He started drinking wine
and beer attending discos and dancing clubs with a cigarette in a hand and a
girl on other. Time passed by and he grew up in this atmosphere where religion
was just to explain his identity on passport while revisiting his hometown. By
the end of 2004 he graduated from the university and picked to join Mr. Ahmed
Kaleem’s business. He returned to Pakistan parting all his crushes
and girl friend, but not the routine of drinking, smoking and going to dance
clubs. In August 2006, Mr. Ahmed Kaleem asked him to get married as he’s 24 by
now as he did not want to succeed more without a relief of being inherited
later on. Bilal agreed to his proposal and asked him to select any girl he wants,
as he was not good at choosing someone for long. In February, Mr. Ahmed called
Bilal to his office, showing him a girl’s picture that was his client Mr.
Ibrahim’s daughter and graduated from a foreign university with 1st
position. He agreed and on the wedding day, Mr. Ahmed told him that the girl
does veil, but Bilal did not excavate upon this matter and consented without
making any trouble. He was a bit shocked and stunned as the Qari pronounced “Aminah
Ibrahim binte Ibrahim Masood”. Bilal recalled every past incident that happened
in school, but was not ashamed of anything he did. Aminah was quite familiar
with the person she was getting married with, but has no concern about the
former time. Bilal was an outgoing being, where resting inside the house and
involving in homely affairs were Aminah’s first
priority. Bilal did not enforce anything on her as a repentance deed of
his wrongdoings, but Aminah has already forgave him when she comes into Bilal’s nikah.
They were living distinct lives with no interference and interruptions. In a
short period after their marriage Mr. Ahmed Kaleem expired
after detecting blood cancer. On his death, Bilal was quite
upset and observed Aminah’s concerns for his late father. She arranged Soyam and Quran Khuwani for him and found distributing food among the orphans and
needy everyday. She lightens Agarbatti before
maghrib, recite Quran Majeed and
sometimes found weeping while performing namaz when Bilal
returns from office. They don not talk to each other much, but both have
noticed some internal alteration about each other. One day when he returned
from office and saw Aminah crying on Jaa-e-Namaz, he
asked her “What makes you cry while praying? And why you lighten this smelling
thing at this time?” She replied, “Fear of God makes me cry. I usually cry for
the departed soul of abbu and please forgiveness for him. I light these smelling
things Agarbatti, to fill the air with soothe and delight leaving the grief
of departed away.” He moved off unquestioned further.
Aminah
got pregnant in June 2007, she denied for an ultra sound and started taking
care of herself more than before. Bilal was so
enthused and happy. He still remarked Aminah reciting
various Arabic things and being more cautious in attending any gatherings or
weddings. She delivered a baby boy in January 2008; on Aminah’s appeal
they named him Azaan Ahmed. Bilal was astound and cheery taking him on his hands, Aminah
asked him to narrate Azaan in baby’s ears since to
withhold the fact of his denial and disowning of religion he requested Mr.
Ibrahim to do this. Mr. Ibrahim recited Azaan in the
baby’s ears and in few days she was discharged
from the hospital. In the mean time, Bilal felt some
conversion in his subsistence. Later on Bilal gifted a
diamond ring to Aminah on delighting him with this wonderful angel. Steadily they
started taking relevance into each others matter. Time passes by with Azaan’s
nourishment, not in an Islamic society, but quite religious environment provided by his
mother. Aminah insisted Bilal to admit Azaan in an Islamic school and he agreed. It was Ramadan when Aminah woke up
for Sehri and as now everything in between them was comforted,
she asked Bilal if he keep fast or not, he denied. Afterward while moving
to his office he felt some inner wrench of his guilt denying keeping fast, he
did not eat anything the entire day. Day by day Bilal felt his
soul grasping in guiltiness. Islam, his religion was blaming his soul for his dissent.
He tried being normal and to fill this cavity with worldly desires, but nothing
helped. Azaan grew up and started keeping fast and praying five times a
day. Bilal started feeling some internal twinge that his existence
failed to bear when he saw Azaan practicing
Islamic teachings, just as Aminah do. He
was mentally disturbed and bothered by guilt. He quit going to dance clubs,
attending parties and drinking wine or beer. Bilal cutback himself from a group
of people he know, who in real relates to this custom. Aminah observed
some psychological pressure on Bilal’s being
and health. A fact confounded Azaan that his
mother does practice Islam, but he never saw his father even reciting a surah.
Bilal under psychiatrist’s consult took bed rest for several weeks. A night, Aminah asked him about his health and sickness, but he refused to
tell his inner situation. She did not insist much, but Azaan wanted to know
about his concern to his father of not practicing religion.
Once after Isha prayers, Aminah went to kitchen instructing cook about the dinner where Bilal was watching some news channel on television relaxing on
couch. Azaan after completing Namaz, came in
the TV lounge wandering. Bilal asked his prince to come and sit with him. He came and lie
on Bilal’s lap cheery. All of a sudden, Azaan stood up
and went inside the Namaz room revisiting TV lounge with a siparah in his
hand. He came across the table and sat next to Bilal requesting
him to recite Surah- Al Fateha written in siparah. Bilal started reading,
“Bismillah-ar-Rehman Arraheem- Alhamdulilah Rabbil Alaamen..”
“Bismillah-ar-Rehman Arraheem- Alhamdulilah Rabbil Alaameen Arrehmaan..”
“Bismillah-ar-Rehman Arraheem- Alhamdulilah Rabbil Alaameen Arrehmaan..”, after continuous try reciting siparah at last Bilal gave up. At this age of life, reciting Quran is this hard,
he never knew, but now when this is happening he couldn’t stop himself
repenting his past and crying over his fate, but wait his eyelashes are all
dry. He can not even cry. His soul, his existence has departed his body. Azaan gazed at Bilal’s face, he felt his father is trying to weep, but he’s
unable to pull off. Azaan asked childishly, “Papa! You don’t know how to read this?
I will tell you, but please you don’t cry” laying a hand on his slight wet
eyelashes. Bilal cuddled his son with repentance and regret of his past
sins. Aminah was watching all this standing by the door, she hurriedly
moved to the couch and sat on floor tapping Azaan’s back and
Bilal’s lap. Bilal weeping holds Aminah’s hands
and began asking for her forgiveness. He told that he is the one who paid a boy
in school putting her reputation down by those bogus affair rumours and every
stupid thing that happened with her in those two years, he is the one behind
and the culprit. He held her hands and started hitting on his face. She stopped
him doing this, she asked him that she had already forgiven him and there’s no
good in recalling past incidents. She further said, “I come to know about you
deeply from the same day you threatened me of your bad intentions. I know ammi left you long ago and abbu along with
his business did not teach you much about religion and that is the only cavity
left in your personality, but that is not a thing to worry Bilal whatever
you did in your past you are ashamed of
it and now you regret all your wrongdoings. Allah (swt) is the
superior and He is the forgiving one, ask Him for forgiveness not me.” Azaan was
viewing all this with a heavy heart and started sobbing in between. Bilal clinched Azaan and Aminah firmly and Azaan stopped crying. He asked Bilal
to recite Surah Fateha with him. Azaan started narrating and Bilal repeating his
words.
Years passed by and one day Azaan entered
from the main door yelling “Mamma! Mamma! I’ve made it. I achieved 1st position in naat
competition” Aminah cuddled him with glee. Where Bilal appeared
from behind embracing Azaan happily
and asked him to come along to bow to Allah thanking for this achievement.
