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Rang-o-Noor (BY SA'DI) PERFUME |
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I am going to write about four true lovers of Allah. I don't know whether the situation allows me to write this old tale of love or not. The memory of these lovers has rendered me heedless of the situation and results:
What fear of "Martyrdom" when we talk of martyrs. What fear of "Sacrifice" when we talk of the "Believers." Today, I want to compose a full book in honour of these four lovers. I may keep writing, break the pen and go away where they all have departed.
They appeared in the tavern after us and drank much than we. We remained indecisive but they enjoyed intoxication and set out to their goal. Still we are satisfied that they were our pot-companions. Now, when I have sat down to write in their memory, both words and pen are straying:
There is Allah's special Grace upon some people. It is Allah's will to bless someone with as much as He wills. Let us read the names of those four saints: 1. Abd-ur-Rasheed 2. Muhammad Adnaan 3. Akhtar Baloch 4. Muhammad Kaamraan Usmaan.
I am sure that the person who prays for these four persons, will do good
for himself. The person who begs Reward for them, will himself be
rewarded greatly
What connection between the advanced people and we who roam about in the third world!
Say to a young man to remove the pictures of girls from his mobile. Will he do us? Order a trader to sacrifice half his wealth for Allah. Will he do so? Advise an old man to give one of his shops and houses for the sake of Allah. Will he give it? Suggest a holy man to scratch out every yearning from his heart and pray for martyrdom. Will he do so? Many people yearn for martyrdom but after some pause. Some people invest money but 2% or the maximum 10%. Many people give up wishes but how many? In this situation, a few mighty young men arise. Sobhan Allah! Sobhan Allah! They illegalize every sin to their bodies. They scratch out every wish from their hearts. They intoxicate themselves with love of Allah. Then they put themselves in different labours and enable themselves for sacrifice. They run for hours, trample over mountains, pierce into the hearts of water and lift heavy loads not for marriage, medals and competitions but to be sacrificed. Coloured films are displayed in the world but they have no wish to watch them. The world is preparing ever new dishes and fast foods but they are not tempted to eat them. The world is introducing ever new kinds of vehicles and life-styles but they do not value them to the measure of a fiber. There are beautiful girls surpassing one another but they have the face of none of them in their eyes. The world has ever new interpretations to give up Jihaad but they damn care them. They obey Allah. They worship Allah. They wish the uplift of Allah's Deen. They remember Allah all the time. They yearn to be sacrificed to win Allah for His good pleasure.
They were after high goals after scratching out false wishes for the world.
They were preparing for union with Allah. Every enjoyment of the world had been valueless like the dust to them that all of a sudden, the message of love came to them:
O yes, the message of love came. One of them had union with the Holy
Prophet
"The Holy Prophet
Allah be thanked, the Mujaahideen are gathered outside the house of the
Holy Prophet
Translated by: Abdullah |
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