With the tip of his forefinger he traced the path of the blade of a UPS backed ceiling fan. The battery was dying down as his finger moved in ever slowing circular motion and finally came to a halt. The energy saver flickered for a few moments and it too faded out. ‘It’s better to burn out than fade away’, he smiled remembering how cool that line sounded back in his teenage. Kurt Cobain was supposed to be the ultimate reality. Duh! Suicide is a luxury which God didn’t allow us. His mind wandered.
“Do you know who is poor? They (the Companions of the Holy Prophet (SAWW)) said: A poor man amongst us is one who has no wealth.”
His teacher had narrated the Hadith that very morning while he adjusted himself for the fifth time. His right leg had gone numb and he fought the temptation to stretch his legs for once.
“He (the Holy Prophet(SAWW)) said: The poor of my Umma would be he who would come on the Day of Resurrecton with prayers and fasts and Zakat but since he hurled abuses upon others, brought calumny against others and unlawfully consumed the wealth of others and shed the blood of others and beat others, and his virtues would be credited to the account of one (who suffered at his hand). And if his good deeds fall short to clear the account, then his sins would be entered in (his account) and he would be thrown in the Hell-Fire”
“So make sure you leave no stone unturned to compensate for all the wrongs done to people”, the teacher emphasized.
“What if someone thinks that he has been wronged but actually he hasn’t been, then?” a guilty conscience from the last bench asked.
“What if he has been, are you still ready to take the risk? With your number of good deeds, I don’t think you can afford to spare even a few of them”, the person sitting next to him supposedly thought it was necessary to speak.
“Okay, then what would be the compensation for a broken heart?” someone was thinking in that class.
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n that some one was not u for sure?
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