The table of Peace

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Before moving to the topic, take a moment to read following points to understand how our Creator talks to us;

Verse 1. Fulfil all your contracts.

Verse 2. Do not cooperate in sin and aggression.

Verse 3. Do not fear your enemies, but fear Me.

Verse 4. Allah is swift in account.

Verse 5. Do not commit unlawful sexual intercourse or take in [secret] lovers.

Face to face, right in front me, a commandment given to me, expecting I will listen to it; is how Allah talks in Quran. He knows our purpose more than we do. He made us thinking we will listen to Him and make Him proud. He against all odds and against all negations, made us His messengers on His earth. He knows our vision, belief and weaknesses. He knows our darkest side, the side that sheds blood of weaker. Yet He brought us to make Him proud.

Above verses are simple instructions. Any hindu beating muslim in India will find these verses readable and understandable. Any muslim in Mayamar dying at the hands of Racisim would understand its meaning. We all know these moments are temporary that are moving at a lightening speed. With all the moments and all the deaths, leaving us behind, we do not want to recall; We were placed on this planet to make our Creator proud of us.

We are not making Him proud. We are only either getting butchered because we are disintegrated or we are murdering because we think violence is addictive.

Pause for a moment

Brothers and sisters, hold on for some moments. Just recall how long you lived. Moments passed and you turned from memory less to memory loaded scholars. An eternity of life crossed you and you are still struggling to bring in more stability. You have grown older, kids have become teenagers and brought a roof, a car and good meal on your table. Life has settled itself as you wanted it, 10 years ago. Yet you are struggling to accumulate more.

May be, the more we accumulate is how we further go away from the foundational goal of our life. As we run this marathon, we might never manage to stop and find fulfilment. If we do not pause now and think of making our life meaningful, our kids might not find the ‘hero’ in us, we want them to see.

Simply pause and waste your time thinking. Waste more time talking to your families and children. Waste more mornings on prayers and quite-ness. Let this time, live itself. Let your professions, excel themselves. Let the un-controlled, stay un-controlled. Do not try to block the abundance coming your way, embrace it. Make your children proud of you, by falling harder. Make your life a spiky graph of funs and boredoms. Live your life, like it is ‘just a life’.

#DelhiBurning

I have seen videos of #DelhiBurning on twitter. These are shockingly sad and heart wrecking. A man lying on floor getting beaten by mob is only too chilling to see. It is not why Allah has put us on this planet. It is not what makes Him proud of us. It only angers Him more and He will hurt us more. These people killing people is not why we were born. Not what our mothers wanted of us. Not at all what we wanted ourselves. One act of impatience destroyed one city in one moment. It has to stop. We need to Pause, re-think and re-do our lives. One city burnt is one million smiles faded. Each smile is worth millions. One moment of impatience ruined 100s of years of efforts.

May be, if we re-unite today we make it to mending broken fabrics. We might start coloring burnt mosques and damaged temples back. Some moments of patience might save us from losing these hard earned smiles.