Death
This is the tale of an Average Man who acts contrary to
Allah's Plan If you are reflected herein. Then repent and
commit no sin.
It was early in the morning at four when death knocked upon
a bedroom door. Who is there? - The sleeping one cried.
I am Izra'il (Angel of Death). - "Let me inside".
At once the man began to shiver, as one sweating in deadly
fever, He shouted to his sleeping wife - "Don't let him take
away my life. Please go away, O angel of death! Leave me alone,
I m not ready yet, My family on me depend, Give me a chance, O
please perpend!"
The Angel knocked again and again - "Friend, I have to take
your life, It is your soul that Allah requires I come not with
my own desires".
Bewildered, the man began to cry - "O Angel, I am so afraid
to die, I will give you gold, and be your slave, Don't send me
to an unlit grave".
"Let me in, 0 Friend!" - the Angel said, "Open the door, get
up from your bed, If you do not allow me in, I will walk
through it like a Jinn".
The man held a gun in his right hand ready to defy the
Angel's stand - "I will point my gun towards your head, you
dare come in, I will shoot you dead". By now the Angel was in
the room, Saying - "O Friend! prepare for your doom, foolish
man. Angels never die, put down your gun and do not sigh. Why
are you afraid! - Tell me O man, to die according to Allah's
Plan, come smile at me, do not be grim. Be happy to return to
Him".
"0 Angel! I bow my head in shame, I had no time to take
Allah's name. From morning till dusk, I made my wealth, never
even caring for my health. Allah's commands I never obeyed, Nor
five times a day, I ever prayed, A Ramadan came and a Ramadan
went, But no time had I to repent. The Hajj was already Fard on
me, but I would not part with my money. All charities I did
ignore, taking usury, more and more. Sometimes I sipped my
favourite wine, with flirting women I sat to dine, O Angel! I
appeal to you, spare my life for a year or two! The laws of
Qur'an, I will obey, I will begin to do my Salah, this very
day, My fast and Hajj, I will complete and keep away from
self-conceit. I will refrain from usury, And give all my wealth
to charity, wine and wenches I will detest, Allah's Oneness I
will attest".
"We Angels do what Allah commands, we cannot do against his
demands. Death is ordained for everyone father, mother,
daughter or son. I am afraid this moment is your last, now be
reminded more of your past, I do understand your fears but it's
now too late for tears. You lived in this World two score or
more, never did you your people adore, your parents, you did
not obey. Hungry beggars you turned away. Your ill gotten
female offspring, in nightclubs, for livelihood they sing.
instead of making more muslims you made your children non -
Muslims. You ignored the Muazzin's Adhan, Nor did you read the
Holy Qur'an, Breaking promises all your life, Backbiting
friends, and causing strife. From hoarded goods, great profits
you made, and your poor workers you underpaid, horses and cards
were your leisure money-making was your pleasure. You ate and
ate, and grew more fat, With the very sick you never sat, A
pint of blood, you never gave, Which could a little baby save.
O human, you have done enough wrong, You bought good properties
for a song, When the farmers appealed to you, You did not have
mercy, it's true paradise for you? - I cannot tell. Undoubtedly
you will dwell in hell, There's no time for you to repent, I
will take your soul, for which I'm sent".
The ending, however, is very sad, Eventually the man became
mad, With a cry he jumped out of bed, and suddenly, he fell
down dead.
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