Yes, things are bad, very bad……but why? I don’t know, I must be thinking, and I have come to the conclusion that I am not real, I am fake. I am in many boats instead of one. I have left one path and followed many paths. I am incomplete and incomplete. I have lost my confidence and am looking for crutches. I don’t know so much that I can walk with crutches, but I can’t run, even with crutches. I have become a complainer and complainer. I didn’t get it. I didn’t get it, oh this society didn’t give me anything, I became a complainer… The road has become a wall.
I’m a victim of self-pity, I want everyone to feel sorry for me, I’m so poor, I have no one. I’m alone, my sadness is biting me… . ..Hey, I’m dead, what should I do, I’m incarnate. What am I, who am I, I don’t know anything. Muri Bapta Sane… Just me and my cycle. I am stuck in this vortex and instead of trying to get out, I am diving into it. I am blinded by reality and lost in a dream. Murry is within reach, while I don’t know what I can say, I can’t see Fikoon, still……..!
I never think about what I have given to people! What have I given to this society! I don’t even know how to give or I just want to take? I never thought. I got free time by myself. So don’t even think! I professed love to someone, vowed to live and die and then cheated on him, played with his trust. Supported, participated in my work and what did I do? When my hand became open, I left it and went to others, I took money out of people’s pockets with my eloquence, showed them good dreams, sold fake plots to poor people, some poor person took a loan from me. Gave me money to send him out so that his hand would be free, I sold him to someone else, destroyed his whole future.
I have done everything to fill my belly, which I should be ashamed of, but I walk away. I made connections with big people so that they would support me in my actions. Prepared and buried people alive and still I am honorable. I cheated huge sums of money from banks and built a farmhouse spread over several acres and lived in it luxuriously. I don’t see. I buried many dead in the cemetery, and I never thought that I would come here. I made fake medicines, sold them, and filled my coffers, I made religion a source of money. I am a very good philanthropist who pretends to be real. I also did welfare work to increase my reputation among people and my value in society and also to earn money. Sourced. I distributed the ration of a few rupees and for this cheap fame of mine, I made pictures of this generosity and published them in the newspapers, seeing them again and again made my self very fat. I did work and did not give way to those who were legitimate until they filled my pocket.
We are all criminals, we say something, we do something, if someone insulted me, I did not hesitate to kill him, and when the law of Allah was broken, I just kept commenting, mosques were blown up with bombs. And the innocent and orphaned girls were incinerated with phosphorous bombs, and I was just sitting in front of the TV watching. What have I done for the country and the innocent people living in it?
Then, when I became extremely distressed, I did not understand how to escape the punishment that I had purchased through my wrongdoings. Then I first confessed my sins to my Allah SWT. I agreed and then made a commitment: No, I am not a servant of self, I will try to become a servant of the Allah SWT. It is very difficult, very much… But I made my Allah SWT a support and my wounds began to heal. Then one day it happened that I decided that I will try to live for God’s creation and not for myself.
If you take the support of the Allah SWT, the difficulties become easy. I was very confused as to how to differentiate between punishment and trial, then I put my problem before them, they looked for a long time, kept smiling and Then he solved this problem in a single pinch: Look, it is very easy to distinguish between punishment and trial, when any trouble, trouble, sorrow or any difficulty comes and it brings you closer to your Allah SWT, then understand that it is a trial and When any trouble, trouble, sorrow or any difficulty takes you away from the Allah SWT, understand that this is a punishment, it is a time of repentance, repent and do it quickly!
What is happening around us, we should look at ourselves and think, are we suffering from a collective trial
or a collective punishment? Ramadan Al Kareem has begun. From somewhere there is a voice saying, “Come back, this is the month of release from hell, the best opportunity for repentance, the nights of weeping, the excuse to seek Lailat al-Qadr, the time to turn back to your Allah SWT, hurry up and be ignorant.” Let it not happen that the preacher at the door does not return again! His promise is that if you take one step towards me, I will take ten steps, if you walk, I will come running. It is a promise that I will be according to your opinion, as you will believe me, you will find me the same… But what about the other?
Tuesday 26th March 2024
