Sunday, November 13, 2016

The plight of common man

The past one week had too much information to digest. There were things happening across ocean, which everyone had their opinion on, while things happening in our country too which supposedly impacted all of us directly. Demonetization of 500, 1000 notes have impacted us in some way or the other. Fortunately for me, I had some notes in 100s which I have been using since last week. Too me it was surprising to see people standing in queues outside bank to get their notes exchanged, I wondered why the hurry, there's still 45 days of time to exchange them and you still have credit/debit cards to make transaction, what is the emergency?

The past 4-5 days I was oblivious to the realities, the outside world, and the answer to the question - why are so many people lining up outside the bank each day, each hour. I was not reading news neither was I checking Facebook and Twitter. Then with an impromptu checking of Facebook, I was stuck with the bitter truth. The bolt like truth that had hit the common man and woman. Everywhere I was seeing people sharing videos of either of the following:
1) Senior citizens standing for hours under the sun,
2) Thousands of people lining outside the bank not sure of getting the cash on that day or not,
3) Police lathi charging on citizens because they were unable to control the crowd. Imagining you getting hit for asking your own money
4) Pregnant ladies fainting
5) Old age woman cursing the government for making her come out in the streets which she never liked
6) Middle aged man weeping uncontrollably because his kid was in operation theater and hospital was not accepting the demonetized notes any more
7) Common citizens having unending lists of complains, talking about either to go to work or go to bank to exchange their notes, rations have finished and what should he feed his family now with no cash left with him

It took me a while to realize that I had been in a cocoon. Even though I was fortunate enough, thousands and may be millions were not so across the country. Not everyone had cash in 100s like me, not everyone had credit/card with them, not everyone had super market in their towns or villages which will accept virtual money transactions and I was not ill nor in emergency to have to exchange with the new currency but now I can feel their pain.

I pray to Allah subhana wa ta'ala to ease their pain.

InnAllaha Ma’ As’sabireen
“Verily, Allah is with the patient”


Saturday, November 12, 2016

Who do we keep in our heart?

Who do we share our happiness with? Who do we thank?
Whom do we reach out to when we are in distress?
Where does our heart lie?
Does our life revolve around false attachments?

We all love the blessings bestowed upon us. Spouses, cars, houses, jobs, parents, friends, beauty, youth and wealth are those wonderful gifts that we need in our daily life. For some of us, the need is want, we desperately want to keep it to ourselves even though it doesn’t belong to us. So, who does it belong to? Who blessed us with the gifts?

As with every gifts, it is not ours. We are not the owners of it. It is given to us, which can be taken. This means we should not depend on them. We do not live our life with expectations to receive them and do not die if we do not receive them. But they are dear to us. Who does not like to have gifts? But where we keep them is what we should enquire ourselves – hand or heart?

When we were created we were near God. That is our home. Our heart longs to return back to that home. That is the place we yearn for, even though we do not realize. We try to find it here, in the temporary world. We try to create things which are temporary. We try to love things which will fade away. We try to love people, depend on sources and attach ourselves with strings which is bound to give us pain when it goes away.

We keep other things in our heart and God outside it. When the gifts goes away it causes pain. Do you realize why it pains us when someone dies but it does not pain much when we miss a bus? Deeper the attachment more the pain is. More deep rooted the gift lies within the heart, more the pain is. If we lose those false attachment we are devastated, we chase it and desperately pursue it. In the end we get more pain, our hearts are broken if we do not realize where exactly to seek help from.

When it hurts who can mend our heart? Where should we run to? Where will we seek happiness? After all we want to be happy. Always! The answer lies in title question. Who lies in our heart? Is the answer Allah? If it is, then nothing else can lie there. We need to understand that if we keep things which are permanent in our heart, there won’t be any pain – and only Allah is permanent. If we really want to keep Allah in our heart then we have to remove all the false attachments. We have to empty it first. Until we empty our heart and break our false attachment we cannot fill our hearts with Allah. This is greatest struggle of the earthly life - the essence of Tawheed (true monotheism).


Inspired by the book "Reclaim your heart"